That was just the beginning. After the baptism was through, Jordyn and I were taking Summer to the nursery... but not before Summer decided to run from the back of the sanctuary to the front. Don't know what she was looking for, but she took off and I couldn't catch her till she had run right across the front of the sanctuary and up the opposite aisle! All this right in the middle of the service. Finally I was able to grab her. Greg just rolled his eyes and smiled as we headed out the door to the nursery.
Today a pretty cool thing happened with her. Yesterday, I lost my purse (don't be shocked!) and I was so stressed out about it, I couldn't sleep. This morning, I kept looking, but to no avail. I asked Summer if she would pray that Jesus would help me find my purse. She did, and then said confidently, "Now Jesus will help us find it, right?"
"Yes... He will," I said timidly, hoping that she was right. Well, wouldn't you know, soon after that, we found the purse! It was at the restaurant we'd been to last night (the one I had already called last night and stopped by to see if it was there--and they couldn't find it then) I was so excited when I called and they said it was there, and she joined in with, "Yeah, Jesus! Rock and roll! That is T-riffic!" It was so cool because she was a part of prayer being answered. And of course, I got to breathe a huge sigh of relief!!