My Boy

My son went with me to speak at the Atlanta Union Mission last night. He connected so well with the guys there. On the way home he told me that he can't wait until he's old enough to go into the prisons with me to work with the men there. I can't tell you how proud I am of him-- at 15 he's already developing a heart for helping those who long to be free (that's not exactly where my head was at that age). God is SO good.