Stop Me in My Tracks…

Yesterday I was completely frustrated. I had been working as fast as I could to get some projects done in the yard, snapped a sprinkler head, and little Austin was following me around rattling off a thousand questions a minute.

Finally in frustration I turned to him and said, “Austin, why are you asking daddy so many questions?”

“Daddy, I’m asking you questions because I love you.” was the matter-of-fact reply.

I was struck.

Maybe instead of acting like I know everything and always being in a rush I should thank my Heavenly Father for a wonderful family and start asking him more questions.

It gives new insight to Austin’s famous phrase, “So what’s your question?”