I sat on my couch reading until a loud “bang” caught my attention. I peered over the back of the couch into the entryway. My 2-year-old son, Caleb, was teaching his 3-year-old friend, Gracie, the new trick his older cousins taught him the night before: run full speed into the door with arms in face-blocking position and palms facing out. With a controlled bounce off the door, Caleb would fall backwards on his bottom and then laugh uncontrollably at his blunder. Gracie caught on rather quickly. I sat and watched the two toddlers take turns running into the door, hitting it with a loud bang ... Read the Post
Like A Child
The movie was over, and we made our way to exit into the mall. Her little heart was full and overflowing with praise. We had just seen “The Prince of Egypt.” That was back in 1998; still the memories are fresh today. With her little hand in mine we walked along the corridors of the mall, but those little hands just had to be free. As she broke loose from my grip, both small hands went up in the air and she began to praise and worship God. “Thank You, Jesus, for Moses and for the movie. Thank You for keeping him safe in that basket. I love you Jesus.” No, she didn’t care if people were ... Read the Post