We spent the week on the road last week visiting my in-laws in Nashville and my sister's family in Louisville. My kids are troopers. Let's just get that out of the way. We didn't have the easiest schedule in the world as our flights cut way into their sleep schedule.
We spent the first half of the week in Nashville and then borrowed my in-laws car to drive north to Louisville to visit my sister. My twin sons (age 3-1/2) awoke from their slumber en route and began bantering back and forth. It sounded something along the lines of this...
Caleb: Are we going on the fast road?
Together: Yes!
Logan: Are we going to visit Aunt Carrie?
Together: Yes!
Caleb: Are we going to see Uncle Cameron?
Together: Yes!
I turned to my wife during this and said, "You know, they are starting to sound like Southern Baptist Preachers..." and joined in the fun.
Erik: Are we going to let Jesus into our hearts?
Everyone in the car: Yes!
Erik: Are we going to let the Holy Spirit in our hearts?
Everyone in the car: Yes!
Erik: Are we going to share the everlasting love of Jesus Christ?
Everyone in the car: Yes!
And then the boys joined in...
Logan: Are we going to pray to Jesus?
Everyone in the car: Yes!
Caleb: Are we going to talk to God?
Everyone in the car: Yes!
And then it took a turn...
Logan: Are we going to let Jesus smell our stinky feet?
Everyone in the car: No!
I imagine that Jesus was riding in the car with us, doubled over, laughing hysterically as I was. He has an amazing sense of humor that He brings out in my kids. I know that He talks to them. He's especially close to them and loves on Him. Having kids has truly opened my eyes to a world I never knew existed.
Soli Deo Gloria.
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