Last Friday, after saying bedtime prayers, I was leaving the boys' room and Popcorn sheepishly asked me, "Mom, can I ask Jesus in my heart?" He was smiling hugely! He was a little embarrassed to ask me about it and asked me if I could do it for him. I told him that it was something that he had to do all by himself, but that I could help him. I lead, he repeated. He was so excited and I teared up. I was so proud and happy. I would like to have seen the party in Heaven.
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And 17 years later, that makes me cry.
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