I think I’m on the fast track to Heaven…that is, if the number of ‘Bless Yous’ you get in a day counts.
My nearly 2 year old son is obsessed with saying “Bless you, Mommy” every time I blow my nose. I have a cold…so there is a ton of nose-blowing going on.
His sweet voice reaches out from one room to another, “Bless you, Mommy”. It makes me feel blessed in a way I haven’t before. Silly, I’m sure, but I think a small blessing from someone so pure is God’s way of reminding me to be present, to feel loved, and to be grateful for the many blessings in my life.