faith like a child

Yesterday morning my four year old John scooted our bench over to the kitchen countertop so he could stand on it. He wanted to spread his own peanut butter on his toast, which happened to be a first. “I’m going to make Daddy’s for him too. He will love me for it and give me a kiss on the cheek!” I thought how sweet that was for him to do and I figured I’d turn his little comment into a teaching opportunity…