While watching my great granddaughter play flag football, younger brother Wyatt came and sat down in front of me on the bleachers. As I hugged him, he leaned his head back on my knees and said, “I’m getting baptized.” I hugged him again and told him how happy that made me. How precious it is to see the next generation acknowledging Jesus and following in his footsteps. Especially when it’s one of your own. “I can see a celebration happening in your future,” I said. “And, the angels are already partying in heaven!”
Let’s Party
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