I've been noticing lately that Will tends to drag out the old guitar just about every day. He doesn't know much about how to play it, but he sure loves it. It's completely out of tune, but he delights in the sounds it makes. Last night I heard him strumming away again and then I realized that he was singing the words "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus" over and over again. What a precious sound! I think it was the best worship song I've ever heard! What comes to my mind are the words of Jesus, "Let the little children come to me." My heart says, "Yes! Go, Will, go!"
Here are a couple of pictures of the other boys in some of their latest costumes. Dressing up seems to be the theme of the season. And they are getting very creative. :)