Am I in Trouble?

I call her "Miss Delight" (see my post from May 25, 2011).  She's a princess tomboy who's sweet yet tough enough to keep up with her three older brothers.   She is kind and caring.  One morning I said my mouth was dry and she disappears for a moment and appears with a glass of water; quite a kind gesture and feat for a three year old.

She smart enough to know right from wrong, yet she seems to like to get in trouble at times; both her mom and I have fingernail polish painted on objects in our home to remind us of her.  For me, it just reminds me to pray for her and makes me smile.

One morning I when I was visiting, she was the first one awake and sneaks quietly in my room to cuddle and talk.  It was a special moment for me when suddenly I realize her hand in shut tight apparently holding something.  I ask her, "what do you have in your hand?"  She bats her big brown eyes and long lashes, looks down, then up again, and whispers, "Am I in trouble?"

"Can I see what you have in your hand?" I asked.

She slowly opened her hand to reveal four vitamins, which are usually given to her my one of her parents.  Hiding them in her hand, not eating them but wanting too, plagued by her own question, "Am I in trouble?"

I smiled and we talked about asking and waiting for your parents to give your vitamins so they will help you and you "won't be in trouble" or get sick.

I can't help but think about what I hold in my hands and try to hide.  Am I looking up and asking the question "Am I in trouble?" and then will I open my hands and listen to the loving and gentle voice of my Father?

I pray so.