Jason Amos

It is dark out this morning in Indiana.  We are headed to Tennessee.  Tommy doesn't like to drive in the dark, so I have a few minutes before we head out. 

I decided to look at my e mail.  John boy had sent me a picture sometime in the night.  (He stays up much later than Tommy and I.)  It's a picture of our sweet boy, Jason Amos, the night he was baptized at Unicoi church camp when he was 6 years old.  He is still wrapped in his towel.  The tall blonde boy standing beside us, is Tim Robinson.  If you read my earlier blogs about my good friend Jackie who went to be with the Lord last week, that is her oldest son, Tim.  We were doing camp together when he was younger than Jason!

When I saw that picture of Tommy, I told him  he looked like a Greek god...or maybe Roman...except for the really short shorts!  I'm surprised I don't fall over with those huge glasses I am wearing!  But most of all I see our son in his finest moment.  I remember everything about that night.  I even remember standing there with Jason all wrapped up in a towel.  He was young, yes.  But he knew he wanted to follow Jesus the rest of his life. 

My Mother used to quote 3 John 1:4 a lot when I was growing up.  "I have no greater joy than to know my children walk in truth."  I have thought of that scripture over and over as my boys grew up.  John boy was also 6 when he was baptized.  Both boys still follow the Lord.  Both boys still walk in truth.

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