Saturday, October 30, 2010
A Boy Grows The Church
Last week, I was driving through our large suburb with our son Jonah, aged five. He noticed a large vacant lot.
"Mom," he said. "That would be a good place for a church."
It would be actually, but I was curious to know why he thought so.
"Because it has lot of room for parking," he said. Then, after some thought, he continued, "I'm going to build a church there, with a parking lot, and a big building. Do you know where I am going to put the door, Mom?"
"Uh, no, honey. Where?"
"In the front of course." Of course. "It will be two big doors that open in front. And then I will put a big inflatable Jesus on top, so people can see it from the freeway, like the Gorilla on the car place."
What can you say about a boy with a heart for the Lord and an eye for marketing? I love him to pieces. My life with him is never dull. I just pray he doesn't grow up to be a sleazy televangelist.