Isaiah has been diligently reading his Bible lately.
And he came to breakfast this morning, Bible under his arm, and sat down to eat...and read.
As he was reading, he said,
"Mom, the devil's name is Stan!"
"What?!! Stan? No, Isaiah...it's SATAN."
He also asked a million questions about getting baptized, and told me
that he wanted to be baptized too.
I tried to explain, the very best I could, what that means, AND the importance of
first asking Jesus into your heart.
He was all over that idea!
And so, once again, I had the privilege of praying with one of my children to accept Jesus as Savior.
How fabulous is that!
The heavens are rejoicing!
God is going to use this ornery little guy in a very big way, I have no doubt!