Wise Beyond His Years: What My Son Taught Me About God

Isn’t responsibility the strongest word you’ve ever heard? No laughter there. No fun at all. When my son Elijah was born, I was pretty sure my days of being a kid were over. I was responsible for teaching him about life, about God, and about being a man. God must have been laughing when He heard me worry over it. He knew what I didn’t--that I would learn as much about being a child of God from my son as I would teach him. Responsibility doesn’t necessarily mean growing up, but it does mean growing.