Lessons From A Six Year Old

My six year old brought me to tears the other night.

It wasn't the first time and it sure won't be the last, I am sure.

We were standing around, talking with a friend about how we were going to have to move things around in order to pay them back a few dollars that we borrowed earlier in the week.

Kaylee disappeared upstairs and I assumed it was to play in her room.

As we were standing around talking, Kaylee comes down and hands our friend all the silver change she had in her piggy bank.

She told us that she knew we were having trouble and she wanted to help. 

In that moment I was so humbled and so filled with love that it brought tears to my eyes.

I was not even aware that she was listening. 

I think that we can all take a lesson from a six year old.

Help where we can. Even if you only have a little.