Chances are what's important to you will also be important to your child. When I was a child my mother told us again and again that she met Jesus one day when she was an eleven-year old child, hoeing cotton in a West Texas cotton patch. She was sure that summer of 1933 that nobody in this world cared about her, but the spirit of Christ came to her that day and told her that He cared. That was sixty eight years ago, and Mom has been a convinced Christian from that day to this. As a young man, I never really thought that her story played much part in my own.
Kids always think they're the first generation ever to have a thought.
The older I've grown though, the more I've come to realize I absorbed something absolutely vital without ever even knowing what was going on. My mother's faith laid the foundation for my own. Which raises an exceedingly uncomfortable question for every parent or would be parent in the room this morning. We put those words in our dedication service on purpose. If parents take them seriously, those words will change the way you and I as parents live our lives.