Earlier this morning while riding in the car:
Ella Grace: Mom, you got enough gas?
Me: Yes, baby!
EG: Okay...well, if we ran out of gas, you could drive and me and Annabelle could push the van.
Me: The van is pretty heavy, you know?
EG: Yeah, but it would be me AND Annabelle.
EG: Do you think that's a good idea?
Me: Not really. If we ran out of gas, I think we'd have to come up with a different plan.
EG: (After a little thought and said with much excitement) Mom, I know what we could do if we ran out of gas!
Me: Okay, what?
EG: We could just ask God to move the car!
Of course. What was I thinking? Sadly, that thought had not even crossed my mind. Oh, for a tiny taste of that kind of faith--what would my life look like?
On the way home, we heard the song "Mighty to Save" by Hillsong; the chorus reads:
He can move the mountains
My God is mighty to save
He is mighty to save
Author of salvation
He rose and conquered the grave
Jesus conquered the grave"
I sing passionately that He can move a mountain, but don't even have the thought that He could move a car?! Thanks, Ella Grace, for reminding me that God is mighty to move the great and the small! Thanks, Lord, for moving me a little closer to You today through the faith of a tenderhearted four-year-old!