My son is a fairly typical 10 year-old and one of his big obsessions is Pokemon. Some days it's all he talks about. He has posters, books, figures, games, plushes, and just about anything else he can get his hands on.
A couple of days ago we went to a flea market that was set up to raise money for various animal shelters and rescue groups. We had been planning this, so the kids knew about it and had anticipated it. Our family loves yard sales and flea markets because of the great treasures we can find for dirt-cheap prices. So we went hope to find some good things.
In one of the areas we found boxes of kids' toys, four for a dollar. All of a sudden my son stars to get excited because he found several Pokemon figures. In a rather loud voice he started talking about how he had prayed the night before to find something good and the Lord had answered his prayers. He started going on and on about how he loved God and how good God was to help him find the Pokemon things. He was genuinely excited about the toys, but equally excited about how wonderful God was to him.
Now this may seem like a rather trivial thing, and admittedly it didn't seem like much to me. But there were two important lessons we learned and talked about as a family. First, God cares about even the small things in our lives. He wants us to be happy and doesn't mind letting us find trinkets and fun things to brighten our day. There is nothing too big or too small in our lives that God doesn't care about and can't do something about.
The second thing was one of these "from the mouths of babes" moments. How many times does something good happen and we say "Wow, that was a lucky break," "Hey, perfect timing," or "Look what I did"? My son could have easily thought how lucky he was. But instead he gave God the praise. Do we do that often enough, especially for the little things? Are we getting excited and thanking God for what He has done for us?
The next time something good happens to you, remember to thank the Lord. And never be afraid to ask Him for anything.