Part of our bedtime ritual with Bennett involves putting him to bed, him getting up, us putting him to bed again, him getting up....and well, you get the picture. Tonight, we began the usual ritual, and as I was putting him back in bed, he said, "Daddy, I scared." I said, "Buddy, there's nothing to be scared of right now." Then he looked back at me, smiled, and said, "God is with me?" "That's right," I said. And I kissed him, and he went to sleep.
Thursday, May 22, 2008
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