“Mommy, I want
to die,” the baby says to me as we driving down the street.
“Why?”
“Because I want to meet your daddy and he’s in heaven,”
she answers.
Uh, how sweet?
Maybe. I think. “Uh, baby, if you accept Jesus into your
heart and follow Him, when He calls you home you can meet my dad. Okay?”
“’Kay.”
I am morbidly touched.
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