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"the Jesus book"






** The Dutch Bro's pictures have nothing to do with this post... Josh and I just decided to treat them the other day, and they looked so cute! -they also had both downed their Cocoa before our Coffee had cooled enough to sip!

Moving on:
...out of the mouth of babes...

I've previously mentioned Jonathan's sweet attempts at avoiding bedtime by tugging on my heart strings. Well, he tried his hand at it again tonight- rather successfully! He started with, "I could play wis your hair Mommy?" ..."and listen ta music?" During which he softly whispered over and over, "I like Mommy, I like Mommy..." and at my reluctant mention of the pending bedtime, he whips out a new one: " I could read the Jesus book, Mommy?" Yup. We can read the Jesus book :)

I remember my "Bible in pictures for little eyes" book from when I was little- mine is now leaning toward 'retro', and has lots of tape on it- but the same words-for-kids, and the same kid-bible (flannel-graph-looking!) pictures.

So, J and I snuggled up to read his "Jesus book". We flipped through, page after page, pointing out which characters were Jesus. Both the boys always thumb through to the pictures where Jesus is a baby, so we started there. (at this point, Henry would have interjected, "bebe? bebe? bebe? bebe?" repeatedly until "yes, baby!" was acknowledged :) I love how much they love babies!). As we flipped through, I started to panic about what I was going to explain about the coming crucifixion pictures. I'm new at explaining God, salvation, Jesus, etc to my kids! But I'm thrilled that they are getting old enough to hear and understand it!

The story pictured is the one that caught MY attention the most. It's of Jesus healing a little girl that was dead. Hits home, doesn't it... Jesus is the same today as He was in those flannel-graph-ish pictures. And He asks us to have faith like a child. Jonathan ate up everything I told him, without question (other than the occasional, "what's dat momma?"). What a reminder that "Jesus book" was tonight. Simple truth, still the same today.

Goal for self: faith like a child.

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