It is our dinner time custom to read a short Bible story with the kids.
Last night we read that bizarre little passage about Jesus having to pay temple tax and sending Peter out to go fishing, telling him that he would find a coin in the fish’s mouth. (That’s gotta be one of the strangest stories in the book I reckon…)
Tonight Sam (who has finally got over his fear of my outbaord motor) was asking if we could go fishing so he could catch a fish.
‘Yours can have a computer in its mouth and mine can have a new toy’
If you know Sam you’ll know he wasn’t kidding…
I used to love reading to my son. This brings back memories