My sweet Ty is an amazing boy. It is hard to believe that he is already finished with kindergarten and will be a first grader soon. He is a thinker and a dreamer. He is always planning something, building something, or dreaming about something. I am always telling him, "I love your brain". His thoughts amaze me.
Several months ago, Ty began asking me some tough "life" questions. He wanted to know "does everyone die"? Being in the ministry, the funeral home is something fairly familiar to my kids. I know some people do not think children should be exposed to funeral homes and death at an early age. We do take our kids and I think it's good. I want them to know that death is part of life, (always sad, sometimes tragic, but certain). When Ty asked this I didn't want to say, "Yep, part of life". Instead I said, "No. If you know Jesus, you never die. Your old yucky body goes to the grave and you will be with Jesus". Well, that just stirred up more questions. This went on for months.
Ty's next big question, "Does everyone go to Heaven?" Tough question. Tough answer. Based on what Jesus taught I said, "No Ty, not everyone goes to Heaven, only the people who have trusted Jesus as their savior". He said, "Well I trust Jesus. I want to go to Heaven". So I did what every good woman who is married to pastor does, I said "Talk to your daddy"!
When Tyson came home, he had a long talk with Ty. After all, he is only six. I didn't want to push him. Tyson talked with Ty. A tearful Ty admitted that he had sinned, (he didn't listen to his mom), and that He wanted Jesus to be his savior.
Not only is Ty my precious first born, he is now my brother, adopted by the Lord, Himself, to be part of the family of God.