This morning on the way to school, Charis started telling me about a conversation she'd had with a boy in her class named Jacob.
"Mom, Jacob is wrong," she said.
"About what, honey?"
"He said that Jesus died and he is dead forever. And he is wrong."
"Well, either he's teasing you, or he doesn't understand about Jesus," I said.
"Mom, he IS wrong. Jesus died, but He didn't STAY dead. He came back to life later, and a lady went to visit his tomb, and He wasn't there, because he wasn't dead anymore."
"That's right, baby. And why did He have to die?"
"So that our sins could be forgiven."
"Wow, Charis, I am so proud of you for telling your friends about Jesus."
"Mom. I HAVE to tell my friends about Jesus! They don't KNOW!"