Moments I Want to Treasure

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I will never have a thousand followers on this blog. I will probably never monetize it. I will also likely never make much of a difference with it. However, there is something I want to do with it, and that is remember moments like this:

Natalie (while driving in the car completely out of the blue): "Mommy, I love God!"
Mommy: "That's wonderful Natalie, why do you love God?"
Natalie: "Because he died to save us from our sins."
Mommy: "That is true. I love God because he gave us this beautiful world to live in."
Natalie: "I love God because he loves me too!"
Mommy: "Yes, he sure does."
Natalie: "I love God and he loves me. God loves us Megan!"

Yes, those are moments I never wish to forget. All through our walk in the mall my child was singing "I love mommy and God, I love mommy and God." I love it!

Comments

Janna said…
Blessing hearts with stories like these will always make a difference. It's an encouragement and she will love reading about them very soon and make it her goal to rear her children in the same way.

Keep blogging!
December 30, 2009 at 1:56 PM
laugavitz said…
this gave me goose bumps...so sweet :) I think that you must be doing a wonderful job raising them!
December 30, 2009 at 3:59 PM
Anonymous said…
Such a blessing- I am thrilled to see her love of Jesus growing- How exciting
Mom
December 31, 2009 at 5:42 AM
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