"Mommy...how do I become a Christian?"
Her little voice asked as she slowly walked inside the kitchen after carefully setting the table.
Years of teaching.
Endless days of silent prayer.
God gripped my heart.
This is what it is all about.
I put my arm around her.
We talk, I pray over her. We embrace.
She is only seven.
And today she has eternal life with her heavenly Father.
Tears well up in my eyes.
Thank you, Father.
For my little Joy Noelle.
"Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these."