My sweet Savannah Grace,
Moments ago you, your mother and I sat on the couch in our home in Rock Hill, South Carolina and had one of the most important conversations we will ever have.
Your curiousity has frustrated you for years now as you heard stories and watched people respond to God. My concern has continued to confuse me as a father who also serves as a pastor. I've always been concerned that your constant exposure to Scripture and church would cause either a watering-down of the powerful truths taught week after week or an aversion to "church stuff" all together.
Tonight as you sheepishly shared your thoughts and your mother and I asked you questions, I believe God opened your heart to the truth of His love and sacrifice for you. Your sweet words in prayer as you admitted your sin and asked forgiveness brought more joy to my heart than I knew was possible.
While I still worry about the earnestness of this moment, I can only trust God that He is at work in you. My prayer tonight is that many decades from now, you'll be celebrating this day, May 23, as the begining of your true life.
I love you so very much and I could not be more proud of you than I am this night.
Your devoted earthly father and heavenly brother,