My son Mason. He is one special little guy. I have learned recently that I cannot protect my children all the time. I cannot control everything. I have to trust the Lord..trust, trust, trust the Lord. I sometimes find myself saying it over and over again. Mason has more trust than I do. He woke me early one morning to go on the porch for some time alone ('without my sisters' he says) and to do a devotion. We sat down in the quiet morning and he told me to sit on the other side of the couch, because he had saved a seat for Jesus. He loves to read the devotion to me...this is our little thing, just the two of us. When he was finished, he put his arm up and around 'Someone' and said, "Hey Buddy, Ol' Pal!" to his 'imaginary' or not so imaginary Friend.
I told Mason, to bow his head, so we could close in prayer, and he answered, "Mom, you don't have to bow your head, just talk to God. He is right here."
I believed him.
My prayer for my children is that when they have difficulties, they will depend on Him. Mason has more trust than I do. I am working on it.
Those who know your name will trust in you, for you, LORD, have never forsaken those who seek you. ~Psalm 9:10
Seek his face! Your face, Lord, I will seek. ~Psalm 27:8
Mason is 7 years old. This picture was taken a month ago to witness our dear friend's 77 year old mother being baptized in the lake! My kids wanted to know why they couldn't 'swim' with her!