It was a serious moment. The sanctuary was quiet and silent prayers filled the room. The music was playing softly as the preacher began to invite people to the altar. I had one boy on each side of me. I don't notice it at first...
"Tee hee. Tee hee hee."
I open one eye and glance at Nolan. Nope. He's messing with the offering envelopes.
"Tee hee. Tee hee hee."
With my head still bowed, I look over at Clay who had his head resting on my shoulder.
"Shhhh. What is it son?" I ask.
"Mom, you have hairs under your nose that look just like a mustache!" he whispers with laughter in his voice.
I frown at him.
"Alright - that's enough. You need to pray. Bow your head and close your eyes."
We return to our quiet prayers when I feel him softly tapping my shoulder.
"Mom, I want to go forward to pray."
I am never one to stay seated if one of my kids wants to get on their knees at the altar. So I take his hand and we head towards the front. Nolan follows. The three of us kneel down together.
"What do you want to pray about?" I whispered in his ear.
He replied, "I want you and dad to lose weight."
I stared at him. Now, this really was a sweet moment - unexpected? yes - but sweet. I had just made an audition tape for the Biggest Loser and was fixing to mail it. Scott and I had been making extra time to walk in the evenings. But still, I know I must have had a look on my face of disbelief. And he looked at me with those big blue eyes and a smile on his face. Any hurt feelings I might have had melted away because I knew he meant well. Where else would we go to ask for help? Of course we would pray. With a humbled heart, my two boys and I placed our burdens on the altar. Thank You for the reminder Lord that we can bring ALL our burdens - not just the ones we think You care about. Thank you for using my sweet boy to teach me. Lesson learned Lord.
