We try to have family devotions on Wednesday nights. I wish I could tell you that we faithfully sit down as a family every Wednesday to look at God's word together, but we don't. We do our best but, we've gotten a little off track lately. John reminded me as I was cleaning the kitchen that tonight was Wednesday and that he was prepared to lead our devo time. I love it when he does that.
After everyone finished up homework and got on pjs, we sat down in the den. John started asking the kids about this coming Sunday and it's significance. For the last 4 years, we've gathered outside our church on Palm Sunday and walked inside waving our palm branches while singing "Hosanna". It's one of my favorite Sundays of the church year, and my kids love it too. Mostly they love waving their branches and walking in with their friends, I think.
Anyway, John was asking them if they knew what this Sunday was, and we were giving them lots of clues, but they were all coming up blank. Will finally had an "aha" moment and shouted out..."I know, it's the Sunday that Jesus came to town!"
I laughed out loud because it sounded like Jesus was Wyatt Earp or something, riding into town with his own brand of justice. Hmmm....