I have been feeling bad lately that I can't get out more with the children to do field trips, etc. The more children, the harder it seems to get out of the house. I worry that the children are bored and I desire to go on more outings with them (museums, parks, etc.), but it just doesn't seem feasible.
Well, later today when the children were outside they said they saw flying ants. I went out to look, and sure enough, it was just like the picture in the book we had read earlier. A giant black ant with long wings. I don't know how many were out there, but one of them even landed on my shirt (poor Teddy, as I was holding him while I was screaming about it). Not only that, but the children got to see them losing their wings!
To me, this was a message from God. It is what I like to call a "Godincident". It was just too perfect that they would see this right after we read about it in the morning. It had to be from Him. And, I believe, it was to assure me that they can see things and have exposure to educational elements right in their own yard. That I don't need to worry that they are home so much, but that it is just where they need to be!
Thanks for listening
