A couple of days ago, Isaiah and I went to buy his milk and few other items from Robinsons. By the time we finished our grocery, the rain started pouring hard and though it was just really a short walk home I knew it’s going to be a challenge with two grocery bags, a big boy, and an umbrella under the rain.
So I managed to carry Isaiah on my left, the bags on my right and the umbrella on the left as well with Isaiah helping me hold it.
Mommy: You’re so heavy naman Anak. Please tell Mommy not to give up.
Isaiah: Don’t give up, Mommy.
Mommy: Thank You Isaiah. That helps.
He says it every time I say he’s heavy and he would even try to lift himself up, while I carry him, thinking that he’ll lessen his weight somehow. When we got home, I asked him to take off his shoes and bended down in front of him to help him.
Isaiah: Thank you Mommy.
Mommy: You’re welcome, Anak.
He reached out for my chest and said;
Isaiah: Thank you Lord for his (her) heart.
The moment I heard him say it, I stared at him for second or two, touched and almost wanted to cry. (Oh yeah, I got so emotional) And he was looking at me as if wondering what he just said.
How can such a young boy know about the condition of my heart? Kris and I have been teaching him a lot of things that sometimes we don’t know if he really understands. I know it’s the same for other parents out there. Times like this would tell us that indeed kids understand what they are being taught.
Thank you Lord for the young hearts like Isaiah’s. Thank you for blessing us, parents, with our children’s thankful hearts.
On the Road 
Awww….I’d cry, too, Malou. You are so blessed to have Isaiah.