The wolf also shall dwell with the lamb, The leopard shall lie down with the young goat, The calf and the young lion and the fatling together; And a little child shall lead them.
- Isaiah 11:6 (NKJV)
Little kids have long been kind of a thorn in my side.
I was the person that refused to do anything with the nursery, preschoolers, grade school age and even teenagers, I had so many excuses why I said no.
I taught preschool Sunday school, 2nd-4th grade arts, crafts, and music, I helped student ministries with fundraising and other things.
I think it was around 2005 that I started clinging to the mantra “I don’t like kids”.
But God. (there it is again!)
God sent not one but two little kids into my life.
Much like that grinch guy from the story, my heart grew three sizes when these two started coming around.
I’m not a “grandma”, a “nana”, a “me-maw”, or any of those normal phrases, I am MeowMeow.
And I love it.
Spending time with these two have brought my joy back (oh, there is that again!) and I am learning stuff about me as we learn about each other.
I still don’t have a lot of patience but hearing them call my name (MeowMeow!!) brings a smile to my face.
Listening to the seven-year-old read Luke 2 before opening gifts because that is something she heard with our Iowa family - that brings happy tears to my eyes.
Teaching the same seven-year-old to sew, a craft that a lot of people no longer enjoy, brings enjoyment to both of us.
Knowing that these little ones are looking to us to teach them about God, but then watching them lead us to Him.
Yeah, that is good.
I might be the wolf to their lamb, but they have led me back to God, and that is a very good thing.
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