I hope not.

This morning I woke up the news that Osama Bin Laden was dead. I was feeding Luke in bed so Noah came and snuggled with me and watched the news. Up until now, we hadn't ever talked to Noah about what September 11th was. I tried to explain in kid terms as best as I could. Noah asked me if Osama had gone to hell. I told him that if he hadn't accepted Jesus as his Savior, then yes. I was able to tell him that no matter what horrible thing that we do on this planet, if we ask for forgivness God will forgive us right there on the spot. And was able to talk again about salvation with my boy. Noah's sweet heart asked again if I thought that Osama was in hell. I told him that I didn't know. And he said "I hope not."

I wish I could shield Noah from every bit of bad things that happen in this world. I know I can't. But I am glad that he can look at things with an eternal perspective. I love his heart so much.