Today I made up a behavior chart of sorts for Miss M. It's not so much the specific line items I'm concerned about as it is a wish for her to learn to think about and modify her own behavior. (Though I cannot wait for her to sleep in her own bed!) I know she's only three, but she's very intelligent. Oftentimes I can see it on her face as she mentally weighs her options -- to do what is right or to misbehave and do what she wants instead. Sadly, she usually chooses to do what she wants. I'm hoping the stickers will be incentive enough for her to become aware of her choices. That and the accountability it affords should help relieve me of having to constantly be on her case all the time.
Oh, and I promised her that when she gets two charts completely filled (that is, two weeks), we'll go to the zoo, or World's of Fun, or the children's museum, or something.
Tonight at the dinner table, Miss M asked me if Jesus is in her heart. For some reason, I it's very difficult for me to find words to express the simple message of the gospel. I think it is because Christ's work on the cross is so profound to me, so central to my existence, so near and dear to my heart that I fear any words I choose will be inadequate or even detrimental in the understanding of its simplicity. I am so anxious for Miss M to give herself over to Christ as fully as I did at age 4, so she can grow up as a "good Christian girl" and avoid the heartache and lostness I see in my siblings. Of the three of us, I am the only one who never had to learn the hard way.
I know that it is the Holy Spirit that moves a heart to repentance. I pray He may draw Miss M unto Christ and that I may please the Lord in the way that I mother my children.