What Life’s Like to an Eleven Year Old I Know

April 18, 2012

While driving home from Searcy, Arkansas the other day, my youngest surprised me.

 This is how our conversation went:

Her: You know, Mom, life is kinda like running a race in the desert and God is like having water with you. You really have to hold on to Him ‘cause if you let go of Him, you might get so hot and tired that you can’t grab back on to Him.

 Me: I agree and do you mind if I put that on my blog? 😉

Our theological discussion lasted the entire way home. Thankful that she gets it.

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