A couple of nights ago while I was getting Colby to bed, she pointed to her chest and said, "Jesus lives in my heart."

Naturally, I was thrilled when she said that to me. I asked her about Jesus and if she know that she could have him in her heart. She said she did. But for some reason, I didn't ask her if she wanted to ask him to come in that night. A missed opportunity, to be sure.

Last night when it was time for us to pray, I asked her if she wanted to ask Jesus to come into her heart. She said she did.

I said to her, "You'll need to pray yourself, though. I can't do it for you." Most nights - well, all of them except for one or two ever - Colby doesn't want to pray herself, and prefers that I just do it.

the other night, i was putting colby to bed when she said, "i want to be baby colby." when she says that, it means she wants to cuddle with you. i opened my arms and she jumped into them and i stood in the dark room rocking her back and forth. she had her head tilted back, smiling very sweetly. i could tell she was really content and happy to be with me.

i said, "colby, do you know that God made you beautiful?"

she smiled even bigger, looked at me and said, "no, God didn't make me beautiful, He made me sweet."