One day some weeks ago, A was spending some time with Uncle A. Apparently they were watching Toy Story 3 and Uncle A, the brilliant man that he is, explained to A how we are like the toys. We have Jesus' written on us to say that we are His and that we need to know that. (My version of what was told... it was probably much better than that.) Then Uncle A wrote "J-E-S-U-S" on her foot like the toys had "Andy"'s name on their feet.
Yesterday A comes to me with a permanent marker and tells me to right Jesus again because that is who she belongs to. After her shower, she was really frustrated that it had come out a little already.
I pray that she will continue to grow up knowing who she is in Christ.
