Colton's answer, Jesus's answer--Day 50

Kids. You never know how they're going to comment on something, or how they'll understand what you're saying or what they're going to ask. Colton asked me an interesting question today while we alone in the car together. He said "Dad, if you could choose a job for me when I get older, what would it be?" I'm not sure how I got to the answer I did, but I think it was along the lines of him being financially secure, enjoying what he did and I guess just playing a game for a living, rather the rat race that seems to encompass the rest of America. I told him a professional baseball player. I thought about that later, and there are many potentially bad parts of that profession, but that was the answer I gave him. I wanted to just tell him that I wanted him to be whatever he felt the passion to do, and I would have been being honest, but I felt he wanted an answer rather that some sort of cop out. He didn't have much to say about that so I asked him the same. I'm not sure that if he would've asked me to guess, his answer would have been in one of my first 10 guesses. Maybe not even the first 20.

"A pastor.", he answered.

I wish I would've talked to him more about that, but I didn't. I am glad that I've had that affect on him in the last couple of months. Praise God. I wonder if he had already come up with that answer before he even asked me his question, but I can't be sure. I'd actually thought about that in the last month or so. I'd love to be able to spread God's word in that manner.

He may have been leaning that way because we went to church today for the first time in a couple of weeks. We missed last week because of his tournament, but I was not going to miss another week. Kim and I had a plan that I would take him Saturday and she would take him Sunday. Fortunately, his game was not till 2:00 which gave us plenty of time to get there after church.

It's so easy to notice the little positive things at church. Like a dad holding his sons arms and "making" him clap during the music. Like Colton grabbing my arm and putting it around his shoulder. Like how the man in front of us was moved to sing the chorus of one of the songs while the rest of the congregation sang the rest of the song. Like the two young girls that look lost as they looked for the rest of the kids went to and then noticing they had figured it out. I'm glad we went. We all enjoyed ourselves.

I wish we could have gone to the baptisms, but we had to take Colton to his game. Some of the baptisms seem to be in preparation to become members of the church. Pastor Don said they would be doing a members ceremony in a couple of weeks. I'm interested in joining and didn't know what that would encompass, so I asked Pastor Bob what I needed to do. The first thing he asked was whether I had been baptized. Believing he most likely meant by the Oakwood church and not wanting to hold up anyone who wanted to talk to Pastor Bob, I told him no. He said I needed to before I became a member, so I left it at that. I was baptized when I was 11 or 12 though, so I asked Pastor Don as he walked by later. He said it did not have to be by that church. I said I also had to believe that Jesus is my Lord and Savior and I had to be interviewed. He said he would call this week. I'm looking forward to that. I gave him Kim's name as well, but I asked her and she has not been baptized. I asked if I should wait for her and the kids, and she didn't think it was necessary. I'm not so sure. God will give me the answer soon. I know it. Thank you, Jesus.