Little eyes are watching and little ears are listening

I was pulling out left-overs from the fridge when I spotted a bowl with green beans in it. It reminded me of when Art, our son, was a little-bitty boy standing on the pew beside me in worship at Cedar Grove, Andalusia, AL. His Daddy was preaching and said, “Jesus is the Bread of Life.” Art picked right up with it and said loudly, …”And green beeaaannns.” Isn’t it amazing how seeing things can bring back such fond memories from long ago? Just a reminder that little eyes are watching, and little ears are listening.