Walking in the lighted dark

Last night me and our oldest went walking. We really try to give each of our children special time. The things we say when no one else is vying for attention seem important. Last night was important for me and him ( I hope).

We walked from our house, holding hands. Even though he won’t hold my hand hardly in daylight, I know he’s good with it on the slightly spooky walk. 

We talked about what he remembered from living in our old house and his earliest memories. Then onto more deep thoughts, like what to do when someone is angry with you. Waiting and praying before responding is wise, if a response is even required. Caring about people even when they are angry, emotional, and lost in their own thoughts is best. Sometimes the caring looks like praying and keeping a kind heart toward them. He added and “I know this, if you don’t have something nice to say then don’t say anything.”

Young son, caring for people is hard but God saw people as so valuable that he provided the most costly way for people to be brought back into relationship with Him. It’s important; God cares for people, and we will too.

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Blessings to you on this beautiful Sunday, Stephanie