Tonight, Zeke's personal prayers started with thanks for one of his Saturday Adventures with Dad: "Dear Heavenly Father, I thank thee for the dead possums . . . "
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Then, we read the story of Lazarus in Luke 11.
Zeke: what does "weep" mean?
Me: It means to cry.
Zeke: To cry.
We came to verse 32.
Me: "Then when Mary was come where Jesus was, and saw him, she fell down at his feet . . . "
Zeke, alarmed: Did it hurt?
Me, confused for a moment: What? Oh. No. It did not hurt. It doesn't mean she tripped and fell down. She got down on her knees because he was Jesus. . .
Zeke: But it did not hurt?
Me: No.
Zeke: She did not hurt?
Me: No.
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