My mom tells me that I was a very literal child.
In preschool we were told that we weren't allowed to go play until we had finished our lunch. I can remember sitting there watching the other kids run and play while I tried to finish my food.
When I asked my mom to please not give me so much food she rushed down to the school to complain about their rule only to be told that I didn't have to eat all my food, I just had to be done eating.
Obviously, not only was I literal, I was also naturally obedient.
At some point when I was very little my mom taught me to pray every night before bed.
She told me that I should ask Jesus to come into my heart and forgive me for my sins and be my Savior.
And thank him for our food.
And so I did.
In those exact words, every night of my life up until my freshman year of college...
*thanks to Leah for asking me how I became a Christian in my recent Q&A post. I'll be back soon to add another part to the story!
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Literally Speaking (Q&A 1)
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
5 comments:
Oh my gosh, that's so funny to me. Sounds exactly like me. My family is always telling me not to take everything so literally.
What a great story... and yet, I find myself wishing my daughter were suddenly quite literal.
That is really funny. My husband is VERY literal...I have to watch what I say!! Thanks for the welcome on my blog. I look forward to reading yours!!
Great story! I cried the first day of school. I came home absolutely bawling. When I finally settled down enough to talk, I began blubbering, "But you said I'd learn to read when I went to school..."
But it didn't happen the first day and I was disappointed.
That's so cute!! I can't wait to hear more!
Post a Comment