Tonight before we put Jackson in the bed, he told us he wanted to sleep with his bible. What? Before I could say anything he said, "You always read your bible by your bed, and I want to have mine tonight." How do you say no?
So then he says, "After I finish reading I'm going to put it under my pillow and sleep with it tonight." WORD! So as I was walking out of room and closing his door, I overhear him talking to Jesus... That's the real deal friends.
Who told us to stop sleeping with our bibles? I totally hear God saying something right now.
Speak on it!