Believe in the Lord. Have faith in God above.

These are the things each of us has heard at least once in our life time. Not being brought up with religion in my home as child, I try hard to encourage belief with my own children. Attempting to do the right thing by them I have been taking the kids to church. Many times when we are going to the English mass Grandma will keep the little one with her. Grandma prefers the Spanish mass.

This past Sunday Amber went with us. She is 19 months old and is very independent. My husband calls her a firecracker. She is full of life and bubbly laughing all the time. In church she is often too loud and I need to take her to the quiet room. Not this week! The experience is something I wonder if I will ever see again in my life time. A miracle is the best way to explain. God reached out and touched my little Tooka. After not being in church for around 3 months she was an angel. She seemed to be filled with over whelming joy. Her eyes glowed. Amber climbed into my lap and gave me hugs with such warmth. As if God was hugging me himself. She in turn gave one to her sister Kaytlin and each person in our party. She returned to my lap, placing her arm around my neck; cuddling with a smile I cannot describe.

I felt in my heart that she could feel God’s presence; He filled her with joy. Watching her share the peace with our neighbors in the front pew was my greatest blessing Sunday. I don’t think I have ever seen God working like this before in my life. I pray I will again, and soon.