we took the bus to (and from) downtown this afternoon. On the way home our bus slammed on its brakes to avoid hitting a pedestrian and consequently hit another vehicle. we all unloaded from the bus and squeezed into the one that was behind us - - and there we all stood, with our shoulders pressed into each others backs, eyes averted, trying to have as little contact as we possibly could with the stranger beside us.
and then my sweet Malachai begins to work his magic . . .
"my mama is from California" he announces to the hostile crowd "but not me! I'm from Spain!"
the crowd begins to soften . . .
"what's your name?" someone asks
"Malachai Elijah - - I was named after a prophet, you know. BUT I'm not a prophet, nope. "
"oh no?"
"Elijah was a prophet that had to run away from an evil king, and then God sent birds to bring him bread; ha, ha! can you believe it!?"
We chose Malachai's name because it means "My messenger", and we pray regularly that God will use our Malachai to proclaim his truth to the world around him.
I don't know, my little man, I don't know . . . you may be a prophet after all (a little "p" prophet, mind you!! but a prophet nonetheless!)
7 comments:
Oh for the boldness of a four year old boy! I sit here and pray that we might be discerning to know when to let our little ones speak out. I would be so tempted to urge them to "be polite and not disturb" the other people. It's that whole balance thing again! Give your boys and your girl a hug for me. love you
Oh for the boldness of a four year old boy! I sit here and pray that we might be discerning to know when to let our little ones speak out. I would be so tempted to urge them to "be polite and not disturb" the other people. It's that whole balance thing again! Give your boys and your girl a hug for me. love you
sweet story...
Out of the mouth of babes.
fantastic!
it's so cool that you teach him in such a way that he feels stoked to share it with others.
AND, how cool to experience a bus accident in Spain...not many Californians can claim it!
LET YOUR WISE OLE' GRANNY TELL YE WHY YOU WERE NOT INJUred; Gr'pa ARNDT WAS SITTING RITE ON YOUR SHOULDER AND MALACHI'S, cuz now he's your official Guardian ANGEL!!! Love Y'll..G. Billie
Great pics...Happy New Year to the entire Smith Family. I am Jimmy's first cousin. Your Grandmother Velma is my aunt. She and my Dad (Tony) were brother and sister. I guess that makes us second cousins.
Tommy Franks
http://tommyfranks.blogspot.com/
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