He is real

Mom, last night I was having a bad dream. I wanted to call you, but I didn't.

You know you can call me any time, even in the night. What was your dream about?

I was dreaming about wolves standing by my bed. They were trying to eat me. I was so scared.

I started to call you but remembered I can say NO to my bad dream and call my Shepherd. So I did and He was there and the wolves went away.

Mom, I know He is real.

I was so happy I secretly held back tears to continue this conversation with my 7 year old. Just a few days prior, she asked,” What if the bible is just stories, like fairy tales? I just don’t really believe they are real. “

I reminded her of the day she invited Jesus to live in her heart forever and suddenly she was silent.  I knew she was thinking but her reply made my heart sad.

“I don’t know what I think.”

And it was then I realized how grateful I was for her open and honest struggle with her faith.  So I just prayed with her for Her Shepherd to show Himself to her in a special way.  

And He did.

And He will continue.