We sat down on mom and dad's bed sometimes. Other times I would lay
my head in mom's lap down on the couch. Pajamas on keeping my small
body cozy in a creaky old farmhouse.
Magical moments followed as my mother would open up a book and transport us to another world.
I was one of the Boxcar Children.
I was a Hardy Boy
I was the young boy who thought of the amazing things I could do if I was to run the zoo.
"Formative" is too academic to describe what happens when parents read to their children.
Spiritual.
Indescribable.
Fulfilling.
And
as I prepare to welcome my first God-designed child into this world, I
seek stories. Story time must be a part of my child's life. Stories
that make us laugh, cry, shudder with fear, leap with joy!
Stories that reveal unseen things; things bigger than explanation.
Stories that connect with God's presence.
Stories
that fill little (I can't tell you his name yet)'s heart and mind with a
foundation that will weather the storms that come later.
And I need your help.
Please
share with me your favorite books to read with your kids, your kids
favorite books to reread. Also, share with me stories you'd love to
hear told, characters that inspire you, historical events that ground
your faith, anything and all!
I want to write stories,
and share the best that are already out there. Thank you for helping
prepare me to become the dad I so desire to be.
In Him,
Matt
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