Friday morning, our daily devotional book was missing. We did our regular morning prayer, but left the devotional prayer for the evening.
We had a busy evening. Our oldest had basketball practice and Dave had a dinner with his co-workers. The boys and I went to Stations of the Cross. Then, they needed to prepare for their skiing trip the next morning. It was after ten by the time everyone was done with what needed to be done.
The boys were off to bed and Dave and I were talking about the day. Christian appeared at our bedroom door. He was concerned because we hadn't completed our daily devotional yet. It took a few minutes to hunt down the devotional book, but we found it. We finished the devotional before bed. He went to bed at peace.
I am thankful to have children with a sense of their own faith and who bear a responsibility for living that faith.
Sunday, March 8, 2009
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