I didn't think I had anything to blog about today... but something happened yesterday that I can't get off my mind. We were discussing prayer in our small group. As an example of why we should talk to God everyday, I asked my girls to think about what it would be like if we didn't talk to our parents for a day. I tried to liken that to not talking to God for a day. One of the girls commented that she would love that. I figured she's like most of us, who might like an occasional break from our parents, so I suggested that she lengthen that time to a week. She replied that she wouldn't mind that, because she doesn't love her mom! I was taken aback. Yes, I've heard people say they don't like their parents, but not that they don't love their parents. I wasn't sure how to respond, so I said something about, are you sure you don't love her, don't you mean you just don't like her sometimes? She was pretty adament about not loving her mother. I wasn't sure how to respond to her, or what to say, and so our conversation continued along the line of prayer again. It's hard for me to imagine saying that I don't love my parents...I don't know her whole story, but please keep her in your prayers, and pray that I will know how best to minister to her and show her the love she so obviously needs to feel.