I have no greater joy than to hear that my children are walking in the truth.
3 John 1:4
For years, we have been preaching the gospel to our daughter.
For years, she has told us "I believe in Jesus!"
For years, she has been asking about spiritual things.
For years, we have seen God working in her, drawing her to Himself.
We have kept having the conversations over and over,
in new and different and more mature ways,
as she grew older.
We kept praying for her salvation.
She has insisted, without wavering,
"I love Jesus! I believe in Him."
We've walked that fine line as parents:
we don't want to have her "pray a prayer" as a child,
and then question her salvation as she grows.
or even worse, have her pray a prayer to please us,
and have a false sense of salvation.
she is young.
We want her to truly understand Jesus' call to his followers:
count the cost, repent, and believe.
and the other side of the line...
we don't want to quench the Holy Spirit.
we don't want to forbid her child-like heart to come to her Savior.
we hope that she never remembers a time she didn't believe in and love Jesus.
So we've just kept praying and asking the Lord for spiritual eyes and ears
to discern what He's doing in the heart of our daughter,
and last night it was our sweetest joy and privilege to hold her hands
as she committed her life to Christ,
confessed Him as Lord,
and accepted Jesus' sacrifice on her behalf.
There aren't words to tell you how sweet and thick the Spirit was in our home that night.
Without even thinking, I began singing the words to an old hymn over her:
what can wash away my sins?
nothing but the blood of Jesus
what can make me whole again?
nothing but the blood of Jesus
oh, precious is the flow
that makes me white as snow
no other fount I know,
nothing but the blood of Jesus.
can you see Tucker coloring away on the right side of this photo?
He sat there and just colored and colored as we talked and prayed,
for probably 30 minutes or more.
You would have thought he was totally clueless.
But as we were all drying our eyes and giving high fives and hugs,
he pipes up,
"Okay, guys! This calls for a celebration! What are we going to bake?!"
We all died laughing,
but he was so serious!
"We have to celebrate!! This is the best day of our lives!"
Several months ago, we gave Lana some questions to answer.
We will save these answers for her,
so that as she grows, if she ever begins to doubt what God has done
in her heart as a 9 year old, she can read her own confident, faith-filled words.
This morning, she woke up smiling,
and called to share her news with her Uncle Allan & Aunt Ranae;
Uncle Brother, Aunt Janika, and the cousins;
and Uncle Dustin and Aunt April.
It brought us so much joy to hear them celebrating with her!
We later learned that she shared her good news with her classmates at school, as well:
And, as we told our girl this morning: now it begins!!
We are overjoyed to be the ones who get to disciple her in the faith,
to spur her on toward love and good deeds,
to encourage her to participate in the good works
that God planned before the creation of the world for her to do.
It is the greatest honor of my life to call my daughter my sister in Christ,
and to know that she is eternally secure.
This article by J.D. Greear was very helpful and encouraging to us.
This book is one of the best resources God provided for us.