From Vickie in Texas
I've always said I believed that Cody, my six-year-old son, is going to be used in a very special way. He has such a big heart for the Lord and for others. In school, he's learning so much about children around the world who have a very difficult way of life, who don't have things like we do, and who are not shown love. He asked me if we could go to some of these countries and bring back kids that don't have a home, a Mom, and a Dad.
And the other day he did something that blew me away.
What about Heaven?
I had just left the house to take the kids to school. Grace, my daughter, started talking about heaven. If it had just been me and her in the car, I would have probably just answered the questions that she asked me. But Cody was in the car, and he started talking to her about heaven trying to make her understand. Then he told her about hell, too.
He said if we don't have Jesus in our hearts, when we die we will go to hell. And once we get there we can't leave. He told her that that is where Satan and all the bad people go to live forever.
I just watched them from my rearview mirror—remaining silent—letting Cody do all the talking and watching how Grace was listening to her brother. He was very serious about what he was talking about.
Can Scobby-Do Go?
Grace asked if Scobby-Doo could go to heaven. Cody said, “No, because he's not real.”
Then Grace said, “I don't want to go to hell—I want to go to heaven.”
Cody asked, “Do you?”
“Yes,” Grace said.
He told her to put her hands together. Cody said, "If you want to go to heaven, then you need to say what I tell you to say."
Then he led Grace in a prayer that was so sincere and honest and completely from his heart.
Cody prayed, “Jesus, please come into my heart. I love you and I want to live in heaven with you forever.” Grace repeated the prayer word for word. And with those few words my six-year-old son led his four-year-old sister to the Lord.
I don't know if she completely understood everything that she was saying. But I know that she meant what she said. I had prayed with Cody two months before he turned five. To this day, he can tell me word for word what we said.
I wish I could take credit for the amazing things that he does. But it's not me at all. I pray hard for my kids. And we have been blessed so far with being able to send Cody to a Christian school. He loves church and learning. They both are like little sponges right now.
It's amazing how I learn things from Cody. He understand more now than I did at 12!
I wanted to share this story and hope that it blesses all of you.
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