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Suit Up

Meet Iron Man 1 and Iron Man 2. :)
The boys are full-swing into their super-hero years! Henry has "hulk SMASH!" gloves, and Jonathan has a few Iron man accessories, and their FAVORITE game to play with Dad is Avengers.  They transform into brave and heroic superheroes, battling for justice througout the house!

Recently we went to a superhero-themed party, and decided to see if we could find full costumes. Party City was clearing out their Avengers costumes, and we were stoked to find these Iron Man ones for super cheap! The boys tried them on over their clothes, and I watched as their little faces lit up with imagination- they felt SO LEGIT in their full costumes!

We let them sleep in their costumes after the party (especially since the little triangle under their chin had a tiny glow stick in it, and it was still glowing at bed time- how awesome is that??), and after their bath this morning they wanted to wear them to church :) At church they ran circles around the gym "avenging"  while Daddy prepared the worship team for church. As people came in and out setting up, a large (okay, giant) fan was placed in one of the entrances for air circulation. The fan is taller than I am, and the diameter of circle of blades dwarfed the boys. Henry ran over once it was turned on, and stood right in front of it (...dangerously close.). He raised both his hands up over his head, shut his eyes tight, and let his hair and Iron Man suit flap in the wind. Even from behind, I could see how real it all was to him- he felt like he really WAS a superhero, flying through the wind, INVINCIBLE!

It struck me that that is how fully embracing God's presence feels sometimes. Everything else fades, and we become engulfed in who God has called us to be.

In Matthew 18:3, Jesus says, “Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven."

Let's let go of this earth a little bit, suit up, and fully embrace God's presence!

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