Tonight, my 4 year old beat me at Monopoly. Words cannot express the mixture of pride and disbelief I am feeling…

It got me thinking though. Her unorthodox approach to the game comes from having no notions of how the game should be played or even that the object of the game is to obtain as much money as you can.

She played to be with her dad and enjoy being with me. Makes you think about where our priorities should be when we are invited to live our lives in the Father’s presence, doesn’t it?