Being the mother of a very active three year old presents many challenges when it comes to witnessing. I love one-to-one conversations, but that becomes very difficult while corraling my little one. This week we went to Nashville with my husband. While he spent three days in meetings, I did the only thing I could do to get Nicky out of the motel room - went to the Opry Mall. I am not the stereotypical female in that I would rather have a root canal than go to the mall for three whole days. But, I decided to spend the time handing out tracts. I figured I would just wait until someone told me to stop, which they never did. We also left them in every bathroom we visited. I am wondering if Nicky thinks we have to pay to go to the bathroom since we leave so many Million Dollar Bills. Somewhere along the way my little guy decided he wanted to pass out tracts. Hence, my little evangelist was born. He had some difficulty giving away the million dollar bills, probably because people did not want to take money from a tot. But he did a great job giving away other tracts and especially the kids tracts to other kids. I took what I thought was too many tracts with us to Nashville, but ran out of them. What a great problem to have.
