When God Uses a Spelling Test

Last Friday, in the middle of the post‑Christmas chaos in my house, God reminded me of His presence in the most unexpected way.

I was deep in thought, reflecting on guidance, obedience, intuition, and Work — my business, my family, my upcoming book — all the big, grown‑up spiritual things we wrestle with. And right in the middle of that moment, while talking it through with a friend, my daughter burst into my room with full confidence and zero hesitation:

“Mommy, I know how to spell Jungle!’’

She’s been doing this all week — running to me with every new word she learns, proud, excited, unfiltered. She never stops to wonder if I’m busy. She never worries about bothering me. Even when I shoosh her away, she just says, “I’ll come back,” and returns with the same joy. She never fears disappointing me. She just comes.

As I was telling my friend about it, she helped me see it from God’s perspective:

“That’s you, Katiana. That’s how you run to God every time you accomplish something.”

Not tiptoeing.

Not overthinking.

Not afraid of upsetting Him.

Just… coming.

Like a child who knows she’s loved.

I didn’t realize how much I needed that reminder. I didn’t realize how often I approach God like a kid — excited, chatty, giving Him a full breakdown of everything happening in my world. I always assumed I came to Him like an adult, serious and composed. And honestly, sometimes I think I bore Him to tears… but I come anyway. And yes, there are moments when I worry I might displease Him.

But He used my daughter — her joy, her boldness, her trust — to show me the posture He desires from me.

You’re My kid.

I’m always here.

Bring Me your excitement, your questions, your ideas, your growth — all of it.

Sometimes the deepest revelations don’t come from sermons or silence.

Sometimes they come from a child spelling Jungle at the top of her lungs.

May we all come to Him this week with that same confidence.