Last night I rephrased my question when inquiring.
"Sis, tell me one thing God blessed you with today". Long pause. I go on, "It doesn't have to be big, just something that happened and you knew it was God working. A blessing. Did you have ANYYYYYYYY (yes, that is a mom prompting!) blessings today?" She looks up at me, stares, makes a funny face and then replies. "well yeah I did have a blessing today. When Kate was being all bossy telling me I couldn't be in the movie she wants to make I got mad. My feelings were hurt because she is so bossy and always tells everyone what she wants and never asks us how we feel" I look at her. "OK. What was the blessing?"
"Mom, the blessing was that I told Kate I'm not gonna play with her any more because she is so bossy and she is always hurting my feelings. I walked off and went over to my real friends and told them what happened. The blessing mom (in that why don't you get it tone)is that I didn't get in trouble for telling Kate how I really felt! Because that would have got me in trouble."
"Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they will be filled"
Looking over at her and the seriousness in her little situation I smile and say "Good for you sis! Way to find the blessings in a yucky situation". In reality I'm thinking REALLY????
And then I think it over. How many times have I said "Praise God" because I'm looking for a receipt or a note? Or "Praise God" because I thought I'd misplaced something to find it right where I'd left it. Some might look (oh and they do!) at me like I am nuts. Asking silently, really... praising God for finding a note? It really is small potatoes, but in my world it is a BIG blessing. I need to keep that in perspective when having conversations with my nine year old daughter. What is BIG in her little world, is truly BIG. Just because I don't see the magnitude of not telling Kate how she really feels (SO glad she didn't!), doesn't mean it wasn't a big blessing in her world. GOD IS GOOD..... ALL THE TIME!