Last Friday Monkey had a very fun sleepover at Grandpa and Grandma's the ones with all the trucks as he refers to them as. It started out as them helping out Mommy because she had a party to do and then it became an even more fun adventure. Monkey also was able to go to his Uncle and Auntie's house and was able to ride four wheeler while his fuzzy cousin Diesel trailed along. So this is the background of the story that I really want to tell which is when Grandma picked Monkey up at preschool he felt compelled to be chatty during their travels to her house so he was filling her in on all the fun at school that day....which by the way he usually tells Mommy nothing without her dragging it out of him...but again not the point!
Grandma relayed the most endearing account of Monkey telling her how much he knew about why Jesus died on the cross, and where Jesus lives now in heaven, and that Jesus had been in a tomb but the stone was rolled away and he was gone. I cannot tell you how full my heart is that my sweet boy is learning the most important thing to ever learn and that is that Jesus died for us so that we can live eternally one day if we choose to accept Him as our Savior. What JOY I have in my heart to know Monkey has a heart for Jesus!