I spoke at chapel for the preschool yesterday morning, which I do quite a bit. Usually the kids are pretty wound up and everyone answers everytime you ask a question (without raising their hand) Yesterday we talked about numbers and for some reason they were quiet and listened the whole time. I thought to myself, wow chapel couldn't have gotten any better. I was wrong.
Kathy called me at youth last night and said she just had to tell me something. She was talking to Carson and asked him about chapel-which she does most if not all wednesdays. She asks Carson who spoke at chapel and what they talked about and he usually responds by saying I don't know. Last night when she asked him who taught chapel he yelled: MY DADDY. Then she asked him what I talked about and he yelled: NUMBERS.
It really made helped me be in a great mood during youth last night having heard how excited he was that I had taught chapel...and that he actually remembered what I talked about. Gotta love numbers.
grace&peace
kevin
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