My Son . . . Beyond His Years in Wisdom
On Friday, as we were heading to baseball practice, my son Jake started to share about the biography he’s been reading called George Muller: The Guardian of Bristol’s Orphans. During our short drive, he was talking about how this man originally was a thief until he found the Lord, how he invested his entire life to help orphans, and how he was a praying man. Jake told me how George Muller and his wife faithfully prayed on their knees by their bed for thirty-five mornings about whether they should build an orphanage to house three hundred children. On day thirty-six, there was a knock on the Muller’s home from the bank; someone had just donated one thousand pounds to build an orphanage. As Jake was sharing this, I realized that there was a lesson for me as well as our family to learn–less worrying and more praying!



I LOVE this post! What an incredible son God has blessed you with. How awesome that he’s learning what it means to walk by faith and not by sight. This is something we all need to be reminded of.
Love you guys! So wish we lived closer to y’all.