Saturday evening, my five-year-old sat on the edge of my bed and prayed that Jesus' death on the cross would count for her. Simple. Profound. Beautiful.
Sunday, I asked her if she was still saved. She said yes, then she said, "You have to make sure it stays in your brain so you don't get over it."
So I don't settle into an attitude of comfortable entitlement.
So I don't get so clouded by the mundane you lose sight of the eternal.
So my joy isn't bled dry by daily frustrations.
So I don't forget how deeply, intensely, passionately loved I am.
Have we, have you, have I gotten over our salvation?
Maybe we haven't made sure it stayed in our brain.
Paula says
She does- I loved listening to her to tell family members over the phone. Every conversation started with, “This is what I know.”
LauraLee says
She gets it, truly gets it. What a precious story.
Lauren says
Wow! That is so profoud! It seems like little kids can have those profoud moments all the time. They don't overcomplicate things and they're just brilliant when it comes to faith. What a great reminder to always have the joy of our salvation!
Thanks for the post and congratulations!!