This morning I was trying to pour cereal and milk for the two starving crazy kids and Roman said to me, "Mama, I like our house."
"I'm glad." It IS Roman and he IS random, introspective boy.
"But, it's not my real home." he says.
"It's not?" I ask.
"No, my real home is in Heaven. I'll just live here for a little bit."
May I have the perspective of my 6 year old. To live each day knowing that what is here is temporary and what my focus should be is on the eternal.
1 comment:
Amen! Come Lord Jesus, come!
Have a great holiday with your fam!
Kelly
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