Hallelujah!

Today I got to visit with my favorite group of kindergarteners. I think part of the reason I love this class so much is because they LOVE me. I know this because every time I walk into the room, they run up to me and hug me (and if you have talked to me at all lately, you know my love language is physical touch). This is the most tender hearted group of 5 year olds I have ever known. I got a paper cut one time and India (she's the one in gray sitting on my lap in my last post) came up to me, laid hands on my cut and prayed, in Jesus' name, for it to feel better.

Anyway, as soon as I sat down, they all wanted to tell me what they got for Christmas. I quickly decided that to save my sanity and appease them, I would go around the room and let each one tell me about their favorite gift from Christmas. I heard everything from Optimus Prime and Bumble Bee transformers, to Baby Alive, Barbie, air hockey tables, and xbox/nintendo/game boy/wii stuff. Being the kind, inquiring people that they are, they wanted to know what I got for Christmas. I laughed as I thought about it and then went ahead and told them the truth. I told them I got a pair of shoes that I had been wanting. Their response was "aw;" not the "aw, that's good," but the "aw, that's boring." I told them I got some dishes. Their response was an even more boring "ugh." Then I told them that I got a new Bible. Without missing a beat, India sincerely and enthusiastically, replied, "praise Jesus!" It was the most precious, and hilarious thing I have heard in a few days.