A Party in the Heavenlies

I don’t usually post twice in one day, and I certainly don’t have time to be doing this right now, but I can’t resist.  Sloan accepted Jesus as his Savior today.  And my heart is filled with all measure of joy.

When Sloan got off the school bus this morning, I could immediately tell we were in for a rough afternoon.  He was just grouchy.  And it took no time at all for him to end up in his room where he proceeded to throw a lovely little tantrum.

By the time lunch was over and the little kids were in bed, I was fried.  I was completely done and fed up and I still had to discipline my very angry boy.  After Sloan and I both calmed down, we sat to talk about his behavior.  Sloan told me he was sorry and that he wished he would act better and he didn’t know why he did that.

“I know I shouldn’t yell and scream. Why do I do that?”

So we talked a little about sin and how our sin separates us from God.  Then I explained to him that God gave us all forgiveness through his death on the cross, and when we acknowledge Jesus as our Savior and believe that He rose again and accepts us as we are, we can have eternal life.

We also talked about how we can pray and ask God to help us behave in a way that honors Him and in the way that we know is right.

After all this, Sloan asked me how he could ask Jesus into his heart, and he and I prayed together.  And, I mean to tell you, the heavens themselves cracked open and splayed forth a song of praise within my heart.

I’ve prayed for a long time that my children would know God and that they would desire to grow in faith.  I’ve also prayed that either Lee or I would be the ones to lead them to salvation.  I wanted to be the one to rejoice with my child in that moment.  I’m so grateful for this experience today.

Now, I realize that he’s only six and that there will be plenty more tantrums and discipline issues to come.  I don’t expect him to fully understand this decision.  But, I do believe that this is the start of his walk in his Christian faith.  This is the moment when he grasped it with the faith of a child.  As he matures, he will have to learn to make the faith that Lee and I impart to him his own.

But for now, I rejoice in the knowledge that my deepest longing for my child has come to fruition.  It’s a beautiful moment.