My son loves Fireman Sam!
He'd watch the same Dvd's on repeat all day if we let him and would watch nothing else. When it comes on TV he'll run & put on his Fireman Sam helmet & pretend that he's Sam. He sits with 'Sam's car' (meaning Fire engine), Tom's 'Copty' (meaning helicopter) and the respect figures including a Penny & another Tom.
He takes the figures to bed with him & has awoke screaming in the middle of the night "Copty, Copty, Copppppppptttttteeeeeeeeyyy." Which i then trudge downstairs to get, make my way back up those mountainous, 3 O'clock in the morning stairs and hand it to him. He hugs it tight then goes quietly back to sleep with this helicopter the size of a small cat held close.
Even this morning, i awoke to find him lying between Barbara & i walking the figures around the pillow. When he saw me awake he asked for 'Sam's car'.
He absolutely loves Fireman Sam!
What Do i Love?
I on the other hand find that God calls me to love Him with all my heart, soul, mind & strength. Which means that i should love God far more than my son loves Fireman Sam.
But here's the questions that Jacob causes me to ask:
Do i often sit surrounded by God's Word?
Could i spend all day reading the Bible or listening the Bible on Mp3?
Is God so delightful to me that nothing distracts me?
Is God my last thought at night or my first thought in the morning?
Do i awake in the middle of the night screaming (audibly or internally) for Christ to come near & be with me?
Am i more than willing to express my love for God to anyone around me?
Do i want to imitate my Lord?
He'd watch the same Dvd's on repeat all day if we let him and would watch nothing else. When it comes on TV he'll run & put on his Fireman Sam helmet & pretend that he's Sam. He sits with 'Sam's car' (meaning Fire engine), Tom's 'Copty' (meaning helicopter) and the respect figures including a Penny & another Tom.
He takes the figures to bed with him & has awoke screaming in the middle of the night "Copty, Copty, Copppppppptttttteeeeeeeeyyy." Which i then trudge downstairs to get, make my way back up those mountainous, 3 O'clock in the morning stairs and hand it to him. He hugs it tight then goes quietly back to sleep with this helicopter the size of a small cat held close.
Even this morning, i awoke to find him lying between Barbara & i walking the figures around the pillow. When he saw me awake he asked for 'Sam's car'.
He absolutely loves Fireman Sam!
What Do i Love?
I on the other hand find that God calls me to love Him with all my heart, soul, mind & strength. Which means that i should love God far more than my son loves Fireman Sam.
But here's the questions that Jacob causes me to ask:
