Move over Mom, Jesus said He would drive.

A couple weeks ago, I was taking the boys to someone's house, Miss Kate. A little voice from the backseat piped up and asked if I knew the way to Miss Kate's house. I resisted the urge to shoot back with, 'of course I do, we drove here just last week' and I responded with a simple 'Do you trust me to get you there?'

He was quiet for a moment, and then confirmed that he did in fact trust me.

I waited...and then asked my son if that reminded him of what Jesus is like.

Well, I got the typical three-year-old response, "huh?".

So, I went on...You trust me like we should trust Jesus. You may not know exactly where to turn, but I do. And that's how Jesus works. We trust Him and He guides our lives and our steps because He knows where we are going.

And then my three year old taught me..."Ok Mom, I"ll pray for you."

Now, when my Graham starts praying, he has always looked directly up at the ceiling. So, he looked up to the van's ceiling and started interceding for his mother.

Dear Jesus. Please help Mommy get to Miss Kate's house, she doesn't know where she is going.

(still looking up...there was a long pause)

Ok Jesus!

(he looks at me)

He said to sit over there (points to the passenger seat). He said He would drive.



Oh man...that kid can preach...