“She doesn’t know my name.”

As Audrey’s teacher was walking her out to the car today after school I noticed she was carrying her iPhone and was pulling something up on it.  She never has her phone out during the car line so I knew she was going to show me …. something, probably a picture.  I was right.  She started going on and on about how precious Audrey is and how proud she was of her for her behavior today.  I wish I could remember everything she said.  But then she showed me a picture of Audrey and her friends with a new classmate.  As I listened to Mrs. Moeller describe the beautiful spirit that God has given my daughter for people, I was not at all surprised but completely blessed.  A new little girl had joined the class and Audrey accepted her just as she was, quiet and timid, and made this new girl her friend.  Even the little girl’s mother had complimented Audrey for being a “God-send” to her child.  Wow.  Audrey’s description of this little girl was precious, she told me “she doesn’t say much”, but that was not an issue to my 5-year-old; all she sees in this girl is the need to be loved and to have a friend.  She told me about how much her new friend “loves to slide” and “loves to laugh” and “loves me”…. “she takes my face in her hands and smiles at me, she loves to do that.”

She fastened her seat belt and we drove away from the school and then Audrey said something I will never forget.  She had been going on and on about this girl by name, to hear her talk you’d think they had been best friends for their entire short lives.  But then she said, “Mom, she doesn’t know my name.”

Yea, that got me too….

She was quiet and so was I, it was something for us both to think about.  Honestly, I’m still thinking….

“But she knows my face, Mommy, and she loves me, and I’m her friend.  It doesn’t matter if she knows my name, I know hers.”

She’s 5.  She was my teacher today.  She was Jesus to that little girl at school and she doesn’t know it yet, but she was Jesus to me today as well.  In fact the thoughts of this 5-year-old of mine are so very deep that I’m still dwelling on them.  But I know this, Jesus loves me and knows my name even when I am unwilling or unable to talk to Him.

Psalm 8:1-2 “O LORD, our Lord, your majestic name fills the earth! Your glory is higher than the heavens.  You have taught children and infants to tell of your strength, silencing your enemies and all who oppose you.”