On Saturday, I loaded up some formula to take to church for the mission trip to Haiti. James asked what I was doing, and why I was putting his baby brother's milk in a bag. I explained that the milk was for some babies who didn't have any milk. Since he is two, I tried to break it down for him by telling him that some children don't have any food, or books, or toys. He just walked off.
As I was hooking John Brooks into his carseat, James reappeared with his favorite board book about colors. He handed it to me and said, "Here Mommy. I can give this to the children...the children who don't have any books."
Truly, I say to you, whoever does not receive the kingdom of God like a child shall not enter it. Mark 10:15
ok. and now I'm crying. that is adorably sweet.
ReplyDeletePrecious story. I love the innocence of a child's heart.
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