The squirrel was no where to be found.
After being accidentally sprayed with the hose, it scampered off into the leafy brush behind the fence. I pulled out my “mom voice” and told the boy to apologize to that squirrel.
“But the squirrel is not there!” he protested. I instructed Zachary to apologize out loud anyway, then say a prayer for God to give the squirrel the message. After doing that, we got an idea.
We had peanuts! Why not make amends by providing a little snack on top of the fence? I had to lift Zachary up so he could line up the peanuts himself. In the morning, if they were gone, we might assume the little creature got the message from God.
Within minutes, he was back! We didn’t have to wait or assume anything. God delivers messages. Period.
Blessed week everyone!
Love,
T
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