Like Talking to a Friend
Last night, we went out to dinner with some friends after church. As we were driving home, the kids were looking out the windows of the van and talking about the moon.
Then Evan looked up again and shouted, “Hey God… Knock, Knock!”
I love her simple faith. I’m sure she wouldn’t have been at all surprised if God had shouted back, “Who’s there?”
Nate and I chuckled from the front seats and I said, “I’m pretty sure God smiles down at us a lot, shakes his head, and says, ‘Those crazy kids!’”