As I walked through the garage I could hear the piano playing. I knew that only our youngest was home with Rachel because the older three were all at playdates for the day. Adriah is just over 3 and as the youngest of 4 kids she relishes the times she gets to have individualized attention. I walked in the door and she ran over in one of her play ballerina dresses and with a sly yet precious smile said, “Daddy you’re my prince! Dance wiff me!”
How did she know? This 3 year old little spitfire of a girl knew exactly what I needed. I didn’t even know. She knew that I needed to dance with a princess and forget about the hardships of life.
You see, I had just arrived home from testifying in the rape trial of my wife. That is a phrase that no husband should ever have to think, say, or write. But it’s now a part of our story.
Rachel had testified that morning and was not allowed to see my testimony as I was not allowed to see hers, so she was home with Adriah while I took my turn. On a night I was gone a year ago, my wife was raped in our home by three robbers. It has been a hard situation to go through, but God has carried us and blessed us in supernatural ways. (For example, I am writing this post in our house that was completely paid for by an anonymous donor that wanted to bless us after this tragedy.) I have the bravest most courageous wife, and we are starting to see some closure from this ordeal.
How did she know?
How did Adriah know what I needed? I have read and heard that children sense the spiritual realm much more than adults. We may “understand” it more, but children recognize it much easier than adults. It seems like my kids always know when I need a pick me up or when I need to smile a little more. That’s when they get their craziest and I can’t help but laugh with them.
Have you heard the song Cinderella by Steven Curtis Chapman? In this song the lyrics state:
She spins and she sways to whatever song plays,
Without a care in the world.
And I’m sitting here wearing the weight of the world on my shoulders.
(Dad’s of little girls…I DARE you to dance to this song with your girl(s) without crying!)
We danced (which mostly involves me spinning in circles with her in my arms) and whenever I’d stop for even just a second I’d hear, “Again Daddy!” We swayed and we cuddled. It was one of the few moments she didn’t want me to let her go, and I didn’t want to.
***I’d like to note that the trial finished late Thursday night on July 23rd, 2015. The defendant was found guilty of all charges at the highest level. We are praying that the other 2 perpetrators ask for a plea deal and we do not have to go through any more trials. Please feel free to email me if you’d like to know more about what God has done through this situation.