Dear Family,
“Miss Candy, what do you do?” Shane asked as we watched the five o’clock news.
“Well, I…,” and there it was, the list of my weekly activities including art class, Celebration!, homework
club, girl’s small group, staff Bible study, my day off, Highland House, and other events. He was not
impressed. He is eight. I tried to explain that we are starting a church, and with this, he was more
interested.
“What time do you meet?” “Sevenish on Fridays,” I replied.
Shane’s nose crinkled. “That means I should get up at six, right?”
“Wouldn’t you already be awake? It is at night.” I was not catching onto his level of commitment.
“Oh, I thought it was in the morning.”
He is eight years old, and on his own he decided to come to church. He loves stopping by our home, playing
games, watching the news, talking, and as I soon found out, he loves to paint.
We talk about school, and as I will use any opportunity to encourage a kid about school, I asked what he
loves and what he dislikes about it. He loves to paint, so being an art teacher I asked, “What do you paint?”
“Myself.”
“Self-portraits! That is great! Anything else?”
For a moment he glanced away, and then he looked up at me and said, “This house.” I wanted to know why
so I asked, and Shane’s next words floored me: “I want everyone to know about this house.”
We, my house mates and I, have prayed that our home would be a lighthouse on the corner, a beacon of hope
in a hopeless land. And here is an eight-year-old who tells his friends he lives here and who is over countless
times a week because he is loved. Praise be to our Father who answers the prayers of His children and gives
us a source of love that is never ending.
Please praise the Lord with me for all that He has done and is continuing to do in Highland Gardens and with
Highland House.
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