Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Well, Jesus did....

     I've finally got around to cleaning out the room that was going to be Archer's nursery. It was like pulling out my own teeth, sans Novocaine. I didn't want to do it and it was very painful. As I was taking down the crib Blake came in and yelled at me "What are you doing!?" I told him that I was taking down the crib because we didn't need it. He replied with "Where is Archer going to sleep when he comes back?" I explained to him that "Archer went back to Heaven, remember? He isn't going to come back." And do you know what his reply was, "Well, Jesus died, and He came back." What am I supposed to say to that? :) Smart little boy. Every single one of Blake's nighttime prayers includes, "Please bless that Archer will come back to earth." (except his 'earth' sounds more like 'erf'). It is one of the sweetest, most heartbreaking things I've ever heard.
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grammaDawn said...

Out of the mouths of babes...they know just enough to make it even more heartbreaking.
Sweet story!

neenerneener said...

how do you answer that? love that kid and his sweet spirit, if only we all had faith like that!