March 30

Isaac headed over to church this morning a bit early because he'd agreed to help with the kids' class.

When the service ended, I walked over to the classroom and peered inside the window. And this is what I saw. 

I watched him interact with a few of those precious  littles for a minute and then a moment later, the door opened and Laura --who was the teacher today-- popped her head outside to tell me how good he is with the children.

They love him, she gushed. They just love him.

And I smiled because I know it's true. Kids do love Isaac because he has a way with them that's just so natural and effortless and genuine.

There's a sweetness inherent in his ease with them that makes my heart melt, and I am grateful for that reality.