Bible study with an 8 year old

I took my kids to Christian Supply earlier this week because I wanted to get them some little devotions books they could do on their own. I found a great one for K., but had a hard time finding one that S. would be able to understand without help, so I picked one up that we could do together about spiritual giftedness. I thought it would be a great way for us to spend time together and get in the habit of going to God's word together.

So last night we had a chance to sit down and do the first chapter together. At the end of the chapter, it was talking about how to pray using the acronym TOY. First you give THANKS, then you pray for OTHERS, then you pray for YOURSELF. So I explained that to her and told her I'd remind her while we were praying what we were going to pray about next... I reminded her we were going to start with thanksgiving, and we bowed our heads to pray.

She started. "Dear Lord. Thank you for thanksgiving. Thank you that we can thank you for all you've done for us. Thank you for my favorite part, the turkey...."

I busted up laughing. Then of course, so did she when I explained "prayers of thanksgiving" better to her sweet eight year old mind. We laughed until we cried.

LOVE moments like that with her. I also love that we went on to pray together with straight faces and she can rival me in the way she pours her little heart out to God.

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