It was a typical Saturday morning. I was half asleep and the kids were wide awake. We're eating some cereal. Atticus says: Mom, how do I get Jesus in my heart?
My jaw dropped. I wasn't awake enough to really know how to respond. I found a few words finally: You pray and ask God to take over your life and then he'll be in your heart.
Atticus: Can I do that?
Me: Sure
Alexandra: I want to do it too.
I figured Paul would want to be apart of this so I told them that we could do it later. Last night at prayer time, Alexandra reminded me that we need to pray that special prayer. So Paul and I led them in a prayer to ask God to forgive them of their sins and be in charge of their life. It was quite a moment.
Today at church, Atticus had his hand up for a while during our intergenerational teaching. Paul and I wondered what he wanted. When he finally got the teachers attention, he told him that he gave Jesus his heart. Tears welled up in my eyes. It was so cool.
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