"My dad is preaching."

"I love my guinea pig"

Lately, Caleb has loved writing "sentences" and trying his hand at inventive spelling.

Recently, Weston preached at 'big church', and Caleb got to come to service with me to experience it. I brought a notebook to help keep him busy, and this is the first thing he wrote. (He did ask me how to spell some words, but the thoughts were entirely his own.)

"My dad is preaching. God's word is bery powerful."

How incredibly sweet is that?