I felt bad for ever doubting God's placement of B in Mr. Cliff's class.
I so desperately want for my boys to have a foundation of faith.
Sometimes, I feel like a terrible failure.
I am thankful God puts men like Mr. Cliff in B's life to help fill in the gaps.
Which also reminded me that at our church a few weeks ago, I tried to break routine and attend the Saturday night service, and B threw a fit saying, "Will Mr. Josh be there?!"
I am ashamed to say, I have no idea who Mr. Josh is. I had no idea that Brodie even had a regular teacher he connected with on Sunday mornings (our church is new & still developing).
So apparently, God is watching, and is using his servants to help me in leading my boys. Even when I am too busy to notice.
Friday night, after the last day of VBS, B got out his Bible and asked to see the stories he heard during the week. He wanted to copy all of them down [my little anal retentive list maker]. I explained that while it was a good idea, it might take a lonnngggg time. As an alternative, I showed him how I mark verses and notes in my Bible, and he got right to work marking in his. I also showed him my journal and now he wants one, too, so he can copy favorite verses like I do. Maybe there is hope for us, yet.