Paedofan

I'm nearly through Rich Lusk's Paedofaith, and it has been an excellent read so far. If I had read it a year ago I would likely have thrown it against the wall. But, I feel like this was exactly the right time for me to read this book because of the doctrinal "building blocks" that God has revealed to me (through normal, biblical means) in the last 1-2 years. The book warrants its own post, and likely a series of posts, so stay tuned for that.

But, paedofaith isn't the topic of this post. I want to tell you what my son said at breakfast today, as relayed to me by his mother.

We have a little flag, probably no more than 3"x5" in our kitchen. It is a replica of the city of Lincoln's flag and we picked it up a month or two ago when it seemed likely that we would be moving to Lincoln. It was part prayer reminder, part sentimental artifact. It now sits on the windowsill above the kitchen sink.

Pete, who is 2 1/2 years old, sat down for breakfast next to his 8 month old sister, Elsie. From his vantage point he spotted the Lincoln flag. "Please bring that Lincoln flag to me, Mommy," he asked. Upon receiving the flag, he noticed for the first time that there was something written on it.

The punchline: Without missing a beat, he showed the flag to his beautiful little sister. "That says 'Go Big Red!' right there, Else."

As his father, I must admit I'm awful darn proud of that little boy!