For family home evening last night we went to the St. George temple to walk around. Grandma Sherri came too, but Dad is at home working to get over a cold. While at the temple we looked at the Christus statue and talked a little about the prints in His hands. Ezra was very concerned and said, "That would hurt. Did they poke him with a pencil?" We talked some more and I explained that Christ died because he loves us so much. Ezra said, "I want to climb up there and give him a hug." I told him he couldn't climb up and Ez said, "But I love him so much! I wish He was real." I'm so glad He's real, even though we can't see Him. I think my little boys feel that at times, too.
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
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That is sweet. What a cherish conversation - even if you had to keep him from climbing up the statue.
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