Yesterday, as I was reciting the morning prayers with Shira, she asked me to explain about the blessing that gives thanks to G-d for giving us all we need. "What does it mean?" she asked with wide, wondrous eyes. "Well," I said, pondering, "it means that G-d has thought of all the things you might need, and made sure you had them - a home to live in, food to eat, clothes to wear, Mommy and Daddy to take care of you, and even a little sister to be your friend. That is because G-d knows you and loves you, and makes sure you want for nothing. For this, we give thanks."
She nodded happily, content with my explanation, and I felt tears of joy and revelation well up in my eyes. I knew that there was good reason why she stopped to ask specifically about that blessing, and why I had been allowed to partake in her childlike faith. These clear, simple words were needed by me as much or more as by my daughter.
I will not go into details here, but things could have been more stable financially, and often I find myself fretting and worrying, anxious... yet I must remember that each morning as I recite my prayers, I am not exaggerating. G-d has literally given me all I need; he had always given it, without fail, since the day I was born. Has He ever given me reason to mistrust Him?
Wisdom, frugality, entrepreneurship - it is all fine and well, as long as I remember Who is really in charge of giving me my life, my home, the food I eat, the people I love. Thank You for that. Thank You also for the wonderful child who illuminates my eyes while we learn about life alongside each other.