Jack and I went up to Vogel state park to camp this weekend. It was the last days of his spring break.
The boy is graced with something special. He is a young prophet, and he has no clue. His anger towards God reflects the pain of the last years and desert walking. He is wise like no one I know. I seek counsel from him as if he were an adult.
The LORD spoke me through him and my mom in the last few days. Laura and I are struggling. Mom said, stop talking about God. Jack repeated the same words the other night. God wants me to not talk about Him with my family. I am fine with that.
Jack has hurt in his heart. He needs to know God’s love and wants it. He wants a relationship with the LORD, and I am going to really turn up the prayer for him and Laura and Jordan. All three of my family members need that encounter. Dear, LORD, hear me on this. Please reach to them. Show them how much You love them.
I love my camping with Jack. He does too. We talk like men. We play like boys.
We didnt do a whole lot this weekend, but it stuck with him. And me.
Bless my LORD for such an awesome boy – man.
He is going to do amazing things in this world. God surely has His hand on the young man.
I love you Jack Stein.