In a family of Christ followers there is a moment in a child’s life when he acknowledges his need for Jesus. I received a phone call from my oldest son yesterday telling me that he has just led his brother to Jesus. Meaning, he had helped him ask Jesus to be his savior. Once I got home I was able to hear the whole story from their mom…and well…I am proud of both boys – now I just need the wisdom to continue to help them grow in their spiritual maturity, so when they are out of my care they will still love Jesus.
It is good to be alive!
Tales From A Poopsmith 