I just arrived home from picking Robby up from his two day camp experience at Bradford Woods. It’s a long time tradition for all 5th graders in Bloomington, In to attend this camp.
Currently he’s taking a much needed shower, and I’m looking forward to hearing more highlights from his trip. Robby and I are going to dinner tonight, his choice, to talk about his exciting trip.
After I sent him off to shower, I (like any normal mother) frantically began throwing all his smelly clothes into the washing machine. As I held my breath, and attempted to empty his bag, I found his devotional. Tears spilled from my eyes, deep pride welled within my soul. This devotional was a sign, from God, “Crystal, you and Robert are raising your kids, to walk in my steps. Great job!”
Often times, I beat myself up. I ponder all the things I need to do better. Right now, I feel pretty good! I’m honored to be raising a boy who chooses to take his devotional to camp.
Today… God spoke to my heart. Not through an audible voice, a song, or even a quiet… still moment. Through a simple book… in the side zipper of a mud grimed travel bag.
Thank you, Lord! I’m blessed to be raising an amazing young man, who has a heart to serve, please, and know you more.