Beckham's primary teacher pulled me aside Sunday to tell me what Becks had said in class. She was telling them that if they are reverent and quiet they can feel the Spirit. She told the class to be really quiet, and then when a couple of girls weren't cooperating, Becks stood up in front of the class and put his finger to his lips and said, "Shhh. I want to feel the Spirit. Everybody Be Quiet."
Then he went over and whispered in his teacher's ear, asking her, "If we are really quiet, will Jesus come down here so I can sit on his lap and tell Him how much I love Him?"
This made my heart so happy to hear. The little ones seem to understand more than we know.
Last night, Beckham came upstairs after we had put him to bed and told us he had a nightmare, which means, he never fell asleep and he wants to watch TV with mom and dad. So we let him cuddle on the couch with us and then I told him he could sleep in my room with me while Daddy finished watching his show. He was so cute and sweet, saying things like, "Mom. I love you so much. Come lay down right here by me on the pillow, ok mom?"
As we were falling asleep he says to me, "Mom. I don't ever want to have to get away from you." I said to him that we would never be away from each other to which he replied, "I don't ever want to have to get away from you and take you to the dump. You are so much better than garbage."
Man this kid has a way with words.