Do This In Remembrance of Me

I woke up yesterday morning at 5 a.m. to a 5-year-old with croup who was having a very hard time breathing. It was about thirty minutes of trying to settle him down so that he could rest and breathe through his nebulizer treatment. What did that mean for us? Matt and I both knew that we weren't going to be going to Good Friday service. He was very concerned that he wouldn't be better by Sunday and he REALLY doesn't want to miss out on wearing his button up shirt and tie for Easter.

It was an up and down day with his temperature and we did decide to get to the doctor before they closed last night since his fever was still at 103.1 an hour and a half after he took ibuprofen. When everyone left for church we got out the children's Bible and read the story of Good Friday and how Jesus died for our sins. He told me he was sad that he was going to miss the bread and the juice. 

Then the light bulb went off in his head and he turned to me and said "hey Mom, we have bread, we can use our bread and Sprite and remember Jesus here!" So, before he ate his two pieces of bread and drank his Sprite we prayed and thanked Jesus for dying for our sins. 

I love his 5-year-old mind!