One hand, ma!

Micah has mastered riding one-handed. He was impressed when he heard I used to go hands-free! πŸ˜‚ 

You’re so excited to move onto first grade math, and your cursive handwriting is getting great! We are drawing everyday too. That’s fun!

You went through the house tonight anointing door frames with oil and rebuking evil spirits to come out in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ. You are a great warrior for Christ. Always know that you’re His chosen one, another son to belong to His kingdom! You’ve asked for the gift of speaking in tongues and we are praying for you! You even fasted two meals for it on Monday. God will be good to you but always on His own timeline. Be patient.

You’re still my sunshine, buddy! I love you!

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100 easy lessons

“I’m thinking about taking Micah through 100 easy lessons again.” – me

“Why?” – dad

“Build his confidence” – me

“Oh.” – dad

“I HEAR YOU AND I DON’T WANT TO DO THAT!” – micah

*laughter throughout the car from dad and i… and micah joins the laughing*

“Why not?” – me

“Because I don’t want to read 100,000 easy lessons again!” – micah

*more laughter*

A well-deserved sweet treat!

Micah, you finally finished your first reading lesson book, so we had a special ice cream party for you! I’m just as glad as you are, and just as proud of your hard work and accomplishment. We started this book in 2015. Now here we are at the end of 2016! 

After we were done you asked if you were moving into Challenge B. I said “that will be a while”. Then you asked me if you were going into high school. I said “that will also be a while.” I told you how many more years it would be to enter, and you were able to add up how old you would be by then. Great job!

Maaaaybe next time ice cream parties should happen right after lunch, because afterward your ice cream, which you licked clean, you did the schnoodle 500 in the kitchen. Haha! But it’s okay, how often can we celebrate such hard work with such a great payoff?!

Great job, buddy! You’re a reading champ!

What’s even more important than any of this is that tonight you asked me “Mommy, could I listen to a prayer or something”. 

I told God my firstborn was His when daddy and I were hoping to have you. I meant it. And I mean that for all my children. 

I love you.

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The jubilee of accomplishment

We did the happy dance as we finished the last lesson of your first whole math book this morning! You were so excited, you said “then I get to move up to the next level! I’m so excited!”
I’m proud of you Micah! Math comes easily to you so far, and you love it. I’m glad to share in this bright landmark and step towards the future together. 

I told you we could start the next book in January, or get started right away if you wanted. We will see what you feel like doing tomorrow!

All hope is not lost

You had a dream this morning – the part you remembered is Daddy holding Kade and we were all walking away from you. You said I wrote a note to you that said “all hope is lost”. And you were sitting with a teenager named Chris. You said we didn’t know where you were. That was the end of the dream, and you couldn’t remember what happened in the beginning of the dream.

In real life, I prayed for you. Then we talked about how to put on the armor of God, discern where our dreams come from by measuring them against the truth of the Word of God. You prayed yourself too, repeating after me. We talked about how Jesus wins every battle, and already trampled the enemy who is a footstool to Him. We rebuked the devil together in Jesus’ name. We discussed the Second Coming and what that means for us, and also the power we have already in the Holy Spirit.

You know the Fruits of the Spirit, and how God produces these things in us. You know the Armor of God too, you recited them yourself. Now you have practiced how to sharpen your sword, and use it.

You learned how to fight the enemy head on and win.

I am not glad the enemy attached your dream, but I am incredibly grateful God turns all things to good and you’re learning how to WINΒ at this young age of not even 5 years old. The Lord filled you with hope and joy because you took your concerns to Him who controls and Authors all things. And no, my little man, my world-changer, my firstborn, all hope is not lost. God is the beginning of hope. And all you have to do is pray. I love you. One day you’ll read these posts and know how and why God built you into a mighty warrior.