Sharing Jesus

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On the second day Little Girl was with us I sang to her "Jesus Loves Me" and told her how I used to sing it over and over to Amber when she was little and sad.  Little Girl really liked hearing that story.  She was feeling sad too.  I asked her if she had ever heard that song, and she said, "No."

Night times are Little Girl's sad time.  She misses her Grandma then, and she misses her first foster mommy.  We started praying to God that he would help her not be sad.  Now we have to pray that every night at bedtime.  It is an important part of the bedtime ritual.  Two books, hugs and kisses, prayer time, and then listening to Your Story Hour Bible stories on CD makes for lots of distraction to keep the sad thoughts away.

We also have started reading Bible stories a couple times a day.  Little Girl does not seem to know any of them.  Today as I was reading about creation Little Girl asked me, "Who is God?"

My heart hurts that this precious Little Girl has not known about Jesus.  However, what a privilege that we have to share His love with her. 

Comments

  1. SuannaAugust 1, 2013 at 4:47 PM

    God put these children into your home so they could learn about him, even if it is only for a short time. Prayers for you and blessings on your family.

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  2. Charlotte MooreAugust 1, 2013 at 6:52 PM

    How sad she has never heard. How wonderful she can hear now from you all.

    GOD BLESS!!!

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  3. The RosesAugust 5, 2013 at 7:29 PM

    Wow! I just read about your new little ones. Will be praying for you and them.

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