Recently, we decided to add scripture study to our family prayer each morning before Charming goes to work.
At first, we weren’t sure how to run it, so we’d pull a picture out of our Gospel Art Kit and tell the Wooga Man about it.
Not to mention the Gospel Art Kit pictures don’t cover everything that happens in the scriptures.
So I went back to the drawing board and remembered these:
The Scripture Stories books I purchased way back when Bubbers was still a twinkle in our eyes and I could only dream of someday using them to teach our children the gospel.
They were being stored at the top of Bubbers’ armoire, so I pulled them out and covered them with contact paper for added durability.
Then I needed to decide where to start and thought the very beginning was a logical choice.
After that, we jumped in and started reading one story each morning after family prayer.
And to be honest, I wasn’t sure how it would go.
I didn’t know if these stories would capture Bubbers’ interest like Curious George, Little Critter or George and Martha did.
But as usual, Bubbers totally surprised us.
And insisted that reading only one story each morning was not enough.
And begged to “Read more by yourself?” after saying goodbye to his Father.
Of course it melted my heart into a little puddle on the kitchen floor as I replied with a huge smile, “Yes! You can definitely read more by yourself!”
And as he sat on the carpet and carefully studied the pictures, I watched him from my breakfast stool with absolute adoration.
This went on for about a week.
Until last Thursday.
When we were running late with our morning routines and only had time for family prayer before Charming had to leave for work.
So we said our prayer and then Charming announced, “Okay, it’s time for me to go. Do you wanna push the garage door button for me?”
Bubbers stood up from his Daddy’s lap and turned to us with his eyebrows pulled up and a significant light in his eyes, “Um….. it’s….. it’s….. um…..”
“What is it, Little Man?” his Daddy asked with concern, since Bubbers didn’t usually have trouble expressing himself.
I somehow guessed what our son was trying to say and asked, “Are you thinking about the scriptures?”
The light in his eyes caught fire and a huge smile spread across his face as he nodded, “Scriptures! Read scriptures!”
My heart broke as I opened my mouth to say, “I’m sorry, Sweetie, but we don’t have time. Daddy needs to go to work.”
But right before I said it, my eyes met Charming’s and I thought I saw the same sadness I could feel in my own eyes.
I paused to see if Charming wanted to break the disappointing news to our son, but to my surprise he quietly said to me, “Now we have to do it.”
My surprise quickly turned to joy as I said to our son, “Okay! Let’s go get it!”
Bubbers pumped his arms and ran as fast as his little legs would carry him to the closet where we keep his Scripture Stories books.
And as we sat down together to read, I looked at my family and smiled.
And felt so grateful for a dear, eager little boy and a righteous, tender husband.