There’s nothing quite like seeing your children grow in faith.
Our girls joined the church as communing members recently. Now I’m seeing so much fruit in all of them.
Like this week, when I looked over and saw this:
They brought their own money to give, completely on their own. No nagging, no forcing. And then my heart melts into a puddle of mush and I may even have teared up a bit. My cup overflows.