His response?
"Knitting."
Really, knitting?
I love five year olds.
Next time you are cold, think about heaven and the warm afghan you are sure to have prepared and waiting for you there.
Blessings,
Who writes this stuff?
- Andy's Bethy
- I am happily married to an amazing military man. We have two little boys who infuse every moment of every day with creativity and energy. I was educated at home, and am now teaching our children - second generation homeschoolers! I try every day to become more like Jesus Christ, and to love like HE does. If you want you can try and catch me at bethylovesandy@yahoo.com
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Thursday, August 25, 2011
Don't drop a stitch!
Tonight when I was reading the nightly Bible story to the boys we read about the last supper. When we finished the story we discussed the bread and the wine representing Jesus' body and blood. We talked about the verse "I go to prepare a place for you", and how it does not say when he will return. Then I asked Zion what he thought Jesus was doing while he waited; What he was doing to prepare heaven for us.
His response?
"Knitting."
Really, knitting?
I love five year olds.
Next time you are cold, think about heaven and the warm afghan you are sure to have prepared and waiting for you there.
His response?
"Knitting."
Really, knitting?
I love five year olds.
Next time you are cold, think about heaven and the warm afghan you are sure to have prepared and waiting for you there.
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Can I borrow him for a day or two? I need some cuteness like that in my life right now. You are truly blessed. :)
ReplyDeleteLOVE it!!! Maybe He is making all of us a new set of clothes? Or we each get our own blankie made by His hand? What a visual!
ReplyDelete*gawfaw!* . . . LOVE IT!
ReplyDeleteHad to read this one to hubby and we are both chuckling!! How absolutely delightful and what a beautiful image of being wrapped in a warm afghan when we walk through the gates!!
ReplyDeleteLOVE IT!!! I sure to LOVE that boy!!!
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