I started thinking about Jesus and what it really means to be in cahoots with him. To actually be active in a relationship with him. Most days the Bible I read is a verse at the end of a devotional app if I read the devotional at all. I pray quick prayers in my mind and try to make it to church. I'm sure Knox's Waamba teachers are praying that the single mother returns to church with her son more than twice a month (Jeff works on Sundays). We pray with Knox at night but it consists of praying for family and his soon to be baby sister and then its off to bed. There's SO much more though out there for him. And I get it, he's 15 months old. I can't even get him to stop licking his shoes; how is he going to listen about a relationship with God? I guess that's where I come into play.
I've got to check myself, my heart. Is a daily relationship crucial for me? Is it crucial enough that I'll emulate it for Knox and show him that it's everything in this thing called life. I want him to see Jeff and I walk this out in our lives so that he knows at the bare minimum all you need is Jesus.
My mom did this for me. My church helped too. Youth leaders and positive friends were powerful when I no longer wanted to be home during my teens years. But in the beginning it was home, a place where my Mom told me about Jesus and walked his legacy. To this day I know home is a place still where Jesus lives with my mom and I can ask her things and pray together with her. That's what I want for Knox and baby sister J. I want them to remember and look back to where they learned about God because it was everything to Jeff and I.
In other news I took Knox to the park yesterday and ran after him. That counts as exercise.
