Quinn’s heart is precious. Recently, he’s been noticing things like the “pretty sky” and making comments. He’ll stop for the tiniest flower. He’ll ohhh and ahh over the ugliest black bird. And, now, he’s starting to talk more about Jesus. Not long ago, we were in the car and he noticed the clouds. He said, “Look at those clouds, Mommy! Jesus went in the clouds to heaven!” I proceeded to tell him that after he rose from the dead, he DID go into the clouds. Then he said, “My want to go to heaven too, Mommy! You wanna go with me?” With tears, I said, yes. Then, he said, “Daddy could go there too. It's gunna be so fun!”
Oh, I love him. I pray that his innocence and awe of the little things never changes. And, I long for the day that Jesus becomes his Savior and heaven seems EVEN greater!
My child, if your heart is wise,
my own heart will rejoice!
Everything in me will celebrate
when you speak what is right.