Remember
Saturday we were driving home from my brother’s house and we passed a church that intrigues Ash every time we fly by. This time he piped up from the back seat:
I wish our church had three crosses on top of a hill like that one does.
Why’s that, buddy?
Because every time I see it, I think about how Jesus died for me. Sometimes I forget, but every time I see it I remember. I want to always remember.
Me, too, buddy, me, too.
Jesus, help us to remember Your sacrifice today. May every moment be filled with the grace of the cross.
Natalie said:
thank you for the prayers that you’ve been including with your posts. it is a true expression of your heart and yet another way that we can all share in each other’s praises and pleas before God. thanks ang. love you.
Mom said:
Ang,
Out of the mouth of babes! It made me reflect and brought tears to my eyes as I thought how many times I lose sight of the cross and what my Savior did for me. Thanks for the reminder.
I love you,
Mom
Beth Zarlenga said:
There are not words….how precious of a reminder from sweet dear Asher…Love and miss ya’ll