This afternoon, the girls and I read a book. A book they didn't want me to
choose, though I don't know why. Maybe it didn't look
exciting enough? But once I started reading it, they were
mesmerized. After all, it IS about three knights trying to win the
hand of a princess. What's not to like ...especially for girls who are in the
stage of *always* pretending to be princesses who are getting married.As I read it aloud, the journey that the men had to take through the dangerous woods started to unfold. The knights were to choose one person to accompany them through the dark, as they traveled through the home of the Hopenots. They were told that in order to make it back to the castle through the blinding darkness, they'd have to listen for the flute-playing of the King.
It was also a song that his son, the prince, also played on his own flute: a flute and its song identical to his Father's.
The girls began guessing who would win...the quick one, the strong one, or the wise one. I could tell they were getting emotionally involved as they discussed the knights in quick, hushed tones. Though I had no idea how emotionally involved one of them was...until the end.
Finally, one knight made it back to the castle safely BECAUSE he'd made a very wise choice. He had asked that his one travel companion be the son of the King. That way, the son could play his king-like flute, until the knight knew the song by heart.
Even when the Hopenots played their thousand flutes in attempts to confuse the men, the knight could still pick out the King's song.
When the story was over, I explained to them what the story represented. How in life WE are like the men traveling. that in order to make it back to the Castle (Heaven), we needed to learn to hear the voice of the King (God). And that walking with Jesus on a daily basis and listening to his voice, would enable us to know God's voice.
And then the crowd of princesses-to-be dispersed. running to different rooms in the house.
Except for Selah. She sat there, looking at me quietly until she said, "Would you pray for me to have that?"
Have what?
"To be able to hear God's voice like that."
Most definitely! And so we prayed...
And of course, I had to try and document the moment...
and finallllllllly got her to uncover her face. for a second.
Lord, may that tender, deep-thinking spirit that you've placed in her never stop hungering for more of a friendship with You. Speak to her, even now, the sweetness of Your Song.
