A couple of days ago Chris and I were building Bionicles and shooting the breeze when he suddenly got serious.
"Mom?" He asked.
"Yes, sweetie?"
"Do I sin?"
"Yes, sweetie, we all fall short of God's expectations." I replied.
"Can I go to Heaven?"
"Yes, Jesus died for us so that we don't have to be separated from God forever. You just have to accept His gift." I thought that was a good answer.
"Mom?" He continues.
"Yes, sweetie?"
"Shelby said that if I sin I'm going to go to Hail."
"Hail?" I giggled, "I don't think you're going to Hail, sweetie."
I love that Texas drawl! In the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, where I'm from, we'd say, "Yah, you sin you go to hell, eh?"
A couple of days ago Chris and I were building Bionicles and shooting the breeze when he suddenly got serious.
"Mom?" He asked.
"Yes, sweetie?"
"Do I sin?"
"Yes, sweetie, we all fall short of God's expectations." I replied.
"Can I go to Heaven?"
"Yes, Jesus died for us so that we don't have to be separated from God forever. You just have to accept His gift." I thought that was a good answer.
"Mom?" He continues.
"Yes, sweetie?"
"Shelby said that if I sin I'm going to go to Hail."
"Hail?" I giggled, "I don't think you're going to Hail, sweetie."
I love that Texas drawl! In the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, where I'm from, we'd say, "Yah, you sin you go to hell, eh?"