Tonight at Awana’s it got pretty chaotic and I really started to ask myself why I continue to put myself (and all of us) through this week after week. It was Star Wars night so I braided C’s hair and put it in buns near her ears, and we borrowed a mask from a friend. When we got there, Baby E refused to go to class and Big E refused to go unless I went with him. So I took Baby E and we joined in Big E’s class. Between chasing down Baby E, reassuring Big E that I wasn’t going to leave him, and feeling frustrated with myself for my lack of patience, I wondered what I was doing. The kids were finally settled down and watching a video and listening to the teacher talk about asking God to live in their lives. Big E turns to me and he said, “I want to do that. I want to ask God into my life.”

Wow, I wasn’t expecting that. It was too loud and busy to talk with him more about it until we got home, but as I tucked him in I asked him if he meant what he said. When he responded yes we talked about it for a few minutes, prayed, and then he prayed silently to ask God into his life. 🙂