We had an amazing night at Awana tonight. It does my heart wonders to hear little voices reciting God’s Word. Not my child, of course, as he deemed his particular verse WAY TOO HARD. And for the record, his verse was suppose to be:
James 2:10 “For whoever keeps the whole law and yet stumbles at just one point is guilty of breaking all of it.”
And frankly, Jensen has been doing a good deal of stumbling of late, and finds himself in a pile of deep punishment for various infractions.
Plus the verse is a hard one. I’ll give him that.
Our Awana group was treated to an amazing fireworks demonstration as we were leaving, since we had a medical center celebrating their grand opening across the street. It was a fireworks display that put Disney World to shame. The children all lay on the lawn looking up to the heavens, enjoying this spontaneous show of pyrotechnics.
Consequently, the children were in a particularly jovial mood on the way home. My girls were priding themselves on how many verses they conquered in their own handbooks. I felt a warm glow as I basked in the knowledge that all these years of volunteering in Awana were paying off, because I was able to witness first hand how my children are actually hiding the Word of God in their hearts.
We began the ritual of tucking the children into bed and everyone was saying their respective goodnights.
Emme passed her baby brother in the hall on his way to bed, and she offered, “GOOD NIGHT FUR BALL.”
To which he responded, “GOODNIGHT YA BIG CHUNK OF POOP.”
Truly, a proud parenting moment. My book, “How to Raise Godly Children” will be out in the Summer.