“Mom! I need this back pack!”

I don’t know what it is about my son, Tristan, and back packs from Target, but Jesus speaks to my family at the red circle store. We were deep into school supply shopping when he emerged from around the aisle wall, sporting something colorful on his back. If you remember, God reveals himself through Tristan’s school supply shopping. I know we all secretly believe the Holy Trinity must reside in that store somewhere (possibly behind the popcorn or slushy machine?) but this is different. The lessons I learn there cut straight to the heart. Only this year’s lesson wasn’t about budget or patience. It was about self-confidence. Here was my son, and strapped to his back was…Continue Reading