I give a sideways glance at the girl sitting beside me in church. Her brown eyes behind blue-rimmed glasses stare straight ahead, her mind seemingly focused on the preacher and his words. Her Bible lays open in her lap, her finely-shaped hands resting peacefully atop its pages.
Oh, that I could be a mind reader, to know the thoughts that stream across her consciousness. Is she pondering the message, considering the Scriptures, or has she slipped off to another place, where her imagination runs free or some other event occupies her attention?
I pray that she’s tuned in, that these truths from God’s Word are penetrating her heart, giving her comfort, building her faith, growing her soul. While I long to nudge her side, catch her glance, earn a smile, instead I focus my own heart. After all, our hopes and dreams for this precious daughter is that she’s listening, learning and ever developing into a young lady with whom God will be pleased.