In the car this morning, Julia told me she wanted to go to heaven. Being up for insight, I asked her why.
"Because I want to talk to Jesus."
I, taking hold of the opportunity to encourage her, said "Julia - you can talk to Jesus every time you pray!"
"Yeah, but I want Him to hear me better."
Dad.... I want you to know, I've overthought it some more, :-) ... and after living in denial I now admit you are right after all these years. I do think too much. (We have a friend here who has said the same.)
Now the only problem is that if I stop, I won't have anything to write about..... (Just kidding.) God used what you said to make a point ( actually a few ) this week. Thanks.
Well. Jason just took me on a "guided imagery" journey in preparation for the youth ralley class he is doing this weekend. (Literally - he interrupted my blogging to do it. ) For any of you who did it last night, my room was a brown dusty attic looking area, with a lot of clutter..... it told me a lot. :-)