After eight months ...

I'm a little late on this (about two weeks, to be exact). But the thing I've really noticed the past month are the questions. Not from people in the church. Or people who read this blog. Or people who are on the receiving end of the project. No, the questions are from my kids. The girls are asking me pretty regularly now, when we're in the car, at a gas station, or putting them to bed -- "Have you prayed for anyone yet today, daddy?" That's something that makes me smile.