I Learned It From My Kids: Go with your gut

She was being ridiculous.

We were rushing, trying not to be late to Kobe's band concert. I was hustling, getting on shoes, coats, and everyone loaded in the car. By myself.

She was being ridiculous.

"Mom, what if the house catches on fire while we are gone?" she asked.

"The house isn't going to catch on fire. Can you please get your shoes and coat on and hop in the van?" I asked.

She put on her shoes.

"Do you think if I leave Doggy (her special stuffed animal) she would catch fire too?" She was really concerned.

"Honey, the house isn't going to catch on fire. There is no reason for it to. Please get your coat," I pleaded.

She put her coat on, but continued to be concerned.

"Mommy, I just feel scared that the house is going to catch on fire," she told me just moments later.

"Kyla, the house is not going to catch on fire. I can't smell gas at all. We don't have a fireplace so there is are no open flames in the house. The dryer is not running," I reasoned.

"Do you promise the house won't catch on fire?" she asked.

"No, honey. I can't promise that it will not catch fire. But I can tell you that the chances of our house catching fire are next to zero. Our house will not be catching fire tonight. Please go get in the car."

"Okay, Mommy," she replied started for the car.

As I was buckling Brig into his car seat, I look over at the door and there Kyla was, struggling to get into the car. I could see the conflict on her face. Worrying about the house catching fire and not wanting to upset me. She was honestly worried that the house was going to go into flames.

So, in order to ease her stress and show her that there was nothing to worry about, I went back into the house. I noticed some lights on upstairs and went up to turn them off. On the way down, I happened to glance at the stove. Wouldn't you know it, one of the burners was on, flames and all. I had made lasagna for dinner and had apparently felt it needed to be simmered....all. night. long.

Could that have burned the house down? Maybe not. But because my daughter felt promptings that something wasn't right, we thankfully will never have to know.

Both of us learned a lesson that night. She learned that Lord speaks to her through quiet whisperings and impressions. The world calls it our "gut" feelings. We call it the Holy Spirit. She learned that there was a reason for those feelings and because she had listened to them, our lives were blessed.

I learned that the Lord speaks to all of us. But the key is listening. Often I get so busy with the busy that I forget to listen to the feelings or nudges from my Father. He wants to guide and protect my life and family, but he needs me to have a listening ear/heart/ gut.

Thank you, Daughter, for reminding me of this lesson.


What did you learn from your kids this week? Wanna share? Link up. I'm gonna keep this link open until Monday night. I would love to read about yours.