What does my daughter see as I go about my daily tasks?
When I’m making a meal for my family, does she sense that I love my family, that I love my God, that I love the role I’m called to?
As I clean up after my children and attempt to organize our house, does she perceive that it is a task I dread rather than one I am content to fulfill?
When she comes to me with one of her million questions or one of her thousands of discoveries, does she know she is my treasure, or does she feel more like an interruption?
What does she hear when I respond to her, to her brother, to my husband? Does she hear love and respect or frustration and impatience?
It is my heart that God has ordained to nurture and mentor hers. Does she see in me a heart for my home, or is my heart leading her astray?
What probing questions have you been pondering this week? Don’t forget to comment and link-up with your thoughts.