“Your kids are so good!”

I was finished seeing the doctor, having left our three children (ages six to twelve) in the waiting room unattended. The two women at the front desk were amazed how they had quietly read and occupied themselves.

“They have all been Christians since they were three and four years old,” I explained. “It makes my job easier because Jesus lives inside them.”

I tried to make it clear what it means to be a Christian and gave God the glory for the good behavior of our children, then I gave the ladies tracts about how to know Jesus themselves.

Several times when the kids were little and we took them out to a restaurant, older couples would come up to our table and remark at how well-behaved they were. Again, I gave tracts to these people and explained that the kids were Christians.

When the kids were a bit older, I began to take the initiative to share my faith more consistently instead of waiting for people to come to me. Being the youngest, our daughter has been watching me do this for at least eight years now.

After a hard day of cleaning and fixing up from Hurricane Jeanne in 2004, we took our family out for some fast food. We stretched our thirteen-year-old daughter’s confidence by asking her to go back to the counter on her own for a container. She was a little nervous, but before she tried it, she asked for a tract from me, so she could give it to the gal behind the counter! We were really pleased to see her take that initiative and gain a little more confidence.