It went something like this: Dear God, I give my whole life to you. I will tell everyone about Jesus.
Well, he said a lot more than that, in a kid's way, but this was the basic jist. So afterwards I asked him, what will you tell people about Jesus. And he said, that he's the only God in the universe. And I said, and maybe tell them about God, like how he loves us? And he said yeah. I wonder if I've got a little missionary on my hands. He marched up to me a few years ago and prayed the prayer of salvation, just spontaneously. This prayer he prayed the other night seems spontaneous too. Because while he was saying it I was reviewing in my mind the devotional we had just done and the sermon we sat through that morning to try to figure out what sparked this. I dunno. Sometimes Jake will absorb something (and you would swear he's not listening) and days later bring it up. I'm thinking he's been stewing on this for a while.
I made pizza tonight. Tried to make a whole wheat crust. Tried. *sigh* That's meal #2, in a row, that I busted my heiney on, and ruined. Well, I ate it. Fortunately, I had bought a frozen pizza for Gary and the boys.
I have found an online support group for my new eating efforts, so I won't regale you with every last boring bite of food I've eaten and every mile I've walked. Yes, I hear your sigh of relief. LOL! Yet I do want to shout to these people - stop being so rigid!! It's okay if the yogurt has 7 grams of sugar instead of the 4 grams of sugar suggested. You don't have to use olives if you don't like olives. Quit counting calories!!
We'll see if I don't get kicked off soon enough because I've gone all kamikaze. :-D