I'm sitting at my desk, using the worship resource I put together for the congregation at which I just ended my position. I'm feeling a little anxious. D had some loose stool, and now I've got some indigestion. Because we're in a pandemic, I worry.
So, while Pablo is getting the boys ready for bed, I decided to go through the service for tomorrow. I'd just started and was listening to this Kyrie song by The Many: Lovely Need People. And Gabriel came to give me a hug. He sat on my lap for a minute, listening. I kissed his forehead, and then he reached up to make the sign of the cross on my forehead.
He does this. He seems to know when I'm worrying - although he never seems to be worried - and makes the sign of the cross on my head.
There are a whole lot of ways I don't feel like I'm doing a great job of passing on the faith to my kids. One reason for staying home was so that I could go to worship with them. But, obviously, faith is stronger than my inadequacies. And God is working - for my kids, and definitely through them too.
