God most definitely has a sense of humor and likes to use it to cheer us up when we need it...I woke up late this morning after not sleeping well, so of course, I was late for church. Well, I walked in the bathroom and ran into a little girl. I startled her as she was sword fighting with an imaginary playmate using a sticklike thing out of the flower arrangement. I smiled reassuringly at her as she hurried to put it back and whispered,
"I won't tell." And continued on to use the restroom wondering if she was waiting for her mother to finish.
When I came out of the stall , there she was and she followed me to the sink smiling. I said,
"Hi," still wondering about her mother.
She said, "Mornin'. You sing in the choir. I've seen you."
"Yes, I do." I said as I started washing my hands.
I asked her how old she was and I guessed she was six. I was right. As I continued washing she began telling me very excitedly that when her mom was six years old her "muncle" would fart and put mommy under the covers and hold them down! We laughed & giggled together. It was a great girl moment. :) Laughter really is the best medicine.
She was quite a delightful little girl. I had taken off my rings to wash my hands and she said,
"Boy, you gotta lot a rings!"
I asked her if she would like one. Her eyes got very shy. I took off my glass black butterfly ring and gave it to her. I told her to keep it. One day she would grow into it. She seemed very pleased as she put it in her pocket.
I had my camera in my purse and asked if I could take her picture. I said to pose. She looked at me confused. I asked her if she knew what that meant and she said no. I showed her by posing myself. :) She looked at my with a apprehensive look and said,
"No, I'd better not do that. My mom says I should be "model." (I'm pretty sure she meant modest!)
We said goodbye and I went into the service. She stayed in the bathroom. I never saw her mother. Could she have been a little angel sent by the Lord to ease my anxiety? Who knows. I do know she made me laugh when I needed it and uplifted my spirit. I do believe God has the perfect sense of humor...the little girl's name was Joy.
"I won't tell." And continued on to use the restroom wondering if she was waiting for her mother to finish.
When I came out of the stall , there she was and she followed me to the sink smiling. I said,
"Hi," still wondering about her mother.
She said, "Mornin'. You sing in the choir. I've seen you."
"Yes, I do." I said as I started washing my hands.
I asked her how old she was and I guessed she was six. I was right. As I continued washing she began telling me very excitedly that when her mom was six years old her "muncle" would fart and put mommy under the covers and hold them down! We laughed & giggled together. It was a great girl moment. :) Laughter really is the best medicine.
She was quite a delightful little girl. I had taken off my rings to wash my hands and she said,
"Boy, you gotta lot a rings!"
I asked her if she would like one. Her eyes got very shy. I took off my glass black butterfly ring and gave it to her. I told her to keep it. One day she would grow into it. She seemed very pleased as she put it in her pocket.
I had my camera in my purse and asked if I could take her picture. I said to pose. She looked at me confused. I asked her if she knew what that meant and she said no. I showed her by posing myself. :) She looked at my with a apprehensive look and said,
"No, I'd better not do that. My mom says I should be "model." (I'm pretty sure she meant modest!)
We said goodbye and I went into the service. She stayed in the bathroom. I never saw her mother. Could she have been a little angel sent by the Lord to ease my anxiety? Who knows. I do know she made me laugh when I needed it and uplifted my spirit. I do believe God has the perfect sense of humor...the little girl's name was Joy.
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Cute story!
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