Jesus in my heart

This is one of the best posts I have ever had the privilege of writing.  There are many joys of parenting; disappointments and frustrations, too.  I have been praying over my boys since they were in the womb.  Praying that the Lord would lead Christian and I to raise them in the best way we knew.  Praying we would, in our humble humanness, be able to point our boys to Christ so that they would choose to follow him one day.  We are obviously very early on in this journey, but making deep impression nonetheless.  And tonight makes a moment I will NEVER forget.

At bedtime, after reading our bible story and devotional, I was asking Micah about heaven.  He told me he has been to heaven, which I corrected him on, and then I told him about how you get to heaven.  I told him that when I was a little girl I had asked Jesus in to my heart and have been living my life for Him ever since.  And while I make mistakes, I ask for Jesus to forgive me and He does.  I told Micah that one day, He could do the same and to let me know when he was ready and we would pray.  And these words came next, "I'm ready now Momma.  I want to do that too."  Heart. Melting.  Is this really happening??

So, we prayed.  I prayed first and he repeated me.  His hands folded, eyes closed, sitting indian style on his bed.  Micah asked Jesus in to his heart, and it was one of the best moments of my life.  THIS is what it's all about.  There was such joy exuding from him and me when the prayer was done, and then we promptly called Daddy to let him know what had happened.

Amazing moment with my 3 1/2 year old.  Thank you Lord!