My children have a way of reminding me never  to underestimate them.  They are not “just kids” who have little understanding of things.  They are persons who God has specifically designed.  I treasure the days with my children.  And there are moments where I’m caught totally off guard and something unexpected is said or done…

My husband and Evan (4 1/2) were playing and Evan says, “Daddy, pretend these are nails.  I’ll be Jesus.  Hammer them into my hands.”  So Dan did.  Evan looks up at daddy and says, “It hurts, but I love my people.”

I know our son doesn’t understand the full magnitude of the sacrifice God made by dying on the cross, but what a statement from a child. Evan knows, even at 4, that God loves us so much that he was willing to endure pain for us.

Our little guy is always asking questions.  We try our best not to give hollow answers just to appease the child and get him to stop asking questions.  It is tiring!  But what a time to impart something wonderful for his heart.

One thing I know for sure, throughout all of the academic successes we will encounter over the years, me and my husband’s chief duty as parents is to introduce our children to Jesus.

That moment with Evan was very unexpected.  Unexpected and incredibly faith building.