Hello friend! Back to my story from yesterday... So we were reading the story of the Prodigal Son from Luke 15. In the Storybook Bible, it's only a 4 page story, and by page 3, I was a blubbering mess y'all. I could hardly get the words out.
Now, don't go thinking, "Wow I'm impressed..she gets an 18 month old and a 3 month old to listen to a 4 page story and I can't even get my kid to look at me for 2 seconds to wipe his face off?" Neither can I, of course neither of the boys are old enough to really understand what I am reading or really even pay attention. Little bear was building block towers on Spiderman's lap and baby bear was kicking and cooing over the hanging mobile above him, but I was completely enthralled by the love of the Father, and overwhelmed by an immense amount of joy for a child returning home.
