Tuesday, December 07, 2004
Giving Thanks
Max has been sleeping sporadically of late. In hopes that both of us might benefit from a good night's sleep, my goal this afternoon was to exhaust him. We'd been romping around the back yard for some time when Max declared that it was time to paint. As I collected his painting materials, it became, ummm, apparent that art would have to wait for a diaper change. As Max lay on the changing table, he began to chant:
[While counting the fingers on each hand]
One, two, three, four, five,
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten,
Put them together and let's begin to pray:
God is great, God is good,
Let us thank him for our paint.
Aaaa-men.
You see, I talked with Max last week about how God made everything. Even though I'll be short on answers when he starts asking about the "how's", it's important to me to cultivate his sense of gratitude from an early age.
Apparently, Max accepted this new idea as willingly as animal crackers. This evening as I put him to bed, Max spontaneously offered an earnest, 3-year old prayer:
"Dear God, thank you for Daddy and for Mommy. Thank you for the light. Thank you for Harley. Thank you for my friends."
I chimed in: "Thank you for our food and for this house. Thank you for all the people we love."
Now it was Max's turn again: "Thank you for everything. And thank you for Sarah."
[While counting the fingers on each hand]
One, two, three, four, five,
Six, seven, eight, nine, ten,
Put them together and let's begin to pray:
God is great, God is good,
Let us thank him for our paint.
Aaaa-men.
You see, I talked with Max last week about how God made everything. Even though I'll be short on answers when he starts asking about the "how's", it's important to me to cultivate his sense of gratitude from an early age.
Apparently, Max accepted this new idea as willingly as animal crackers. This evening as I put him to bed, Max spontaneously offered an earnest, 3-year old prayer:
"Dear God, thank you for Daddy and for Mommy. Thank you for the light. Thank you for Harley. Thank you for my friends."
I chimed in: "Thank you for our food and for this house. Thank you for all the people we love."
Now it was Max's turn again: "Thank you for everything. And thank you for Sarah."
1 Comments:
I laughed out loud at this. Is the counting and "put them together" something from school?
I agree on the importance of gratitude. I, too, thank God for Sarah, as she clearly makes Max so happy.
And I thank God for Max's mommy and daddy and brother, and for Max... funny, all-boy Max.
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