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In Jesus' Love

Praying with Tyler has become the highlight of my evenings. Each night, as part of his bedtime routine, we take a few moments to thank God for the things we are thankful for. The past couple of weeks, a few moments have turned into about 5 minutes. It's so great to see that he already gets having a heart of thanksgiving and gratitude for the things the Lord has blessed us with. He thanks God for a wide variety of things including: daddy and mommy, and baby Katy, and Kendall and Kona, and trucks(surprise!), and church, and Toby, and Davis, and our house, and Tyler, and trees, and cars, and mommy and daddy(we usually repeat things a few times). So you get the jist of the way his prayers go. My favorite thing about his prayers is the way he ends them. After he has finished thanking God for EVERYTHING under the sun, he concludes by saying, "In Jesus' Love, Amen". I haven't corrected him, because I was blown away by the insight of a 3 year old. It's like he realizes that the reason that we have so much to be thankful for is because of Jesus' love for us! And he understands that he is wrapped and taken care of in Christ's love for him. So, in our home we don't say "In Jesus' name" anymore. We are following the lead of our son.

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Anonymous said…
how beautiful! these are moments that i so look forward to... i think maybe i'll start saying that too!!
April 21, 2008 at 5:50 PM
Andi Hawkins said…
How precious. Your little boy is a total sweetheart. Love ya -- I had a great time today.
April 21, 2008 at 6:56 PM
Evan said…
Aww. That brought a tear to my eye.
April 21, 2008 at 7:00 PM
Momma Tilly said…
Love this one. How precious! Hope you are doing well with the new little one. See you soon!
April 28, 2008 at 3:30 PM
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