Thanksgiving on Thursday...

In preparation for our special 'love feast' on Friday night with friends, our children were reminiscing about the Storyteller who is coming, who does all the voices and expressions and makes children sit with wide eyed fascination.

This Storyteller has been with our family at Valentine's suppers, 

winter cabin

 'home schooling field trips', 

summer cabin vacations and New Year's Eve suppers at our house. 

His stories
of
long ago,
and from the Bible have left a lasting impact on my children.

So in preparation for tomorrow night,
I put in a request that he allow himself to be 'put on the program' to tell the a story.
The story the children chose as a fond memory of episodes past? 

Elijah on Mount Carmel

And as I thought about the memories my children have

surrounding a pivotal message from Scripture,

my heart knelt in deep thankfulness that

God would provide for them this gift.

They might not 'get' the message in 

the magnitude they will in adulthood,

but I am so blessed that my children

get to hear about a man who was 

courageous and stood alone

for the one, true God...

They get to hear about how idol worship

makes people frantic and powerless

while worshiping God gives one all

the resources needed to live the way

He asks us to.

Today...I thank that One, true God

that we know many parts of the

Body of Christ

who are willing to be used of God

in whatever way He calls...

even telling stories to children,

ESPECIALLY
telling stories to children!

One 

day, 
they 
will 
be all grown

and 
it 
will
 be their turn 
to 
shoulder

the responsibility of passing along

God's Words to children.

I pray we tell them well...

(Psalm 78:1-8)