Tuesday, September 18, 2012

A long line...

My great-grandmother was the daughter of a minister. His name was Charles Dewitt Hestwood and he pastored in Kansas the majority of his life.

His father, William Finley Hestwood, and the majority of his brothers were also preachers.  (Sidenote: This also happens to be how my little nephew came by his name.) And his father before him. Many of them were circuit preachers traveling and living in difficult circumstances for the sake of the Gospel.

Both my dad and brother have spent time as youth pastors.

Then there's Jesse's side. Both his mom and dad are pastors. They've planted numerous churches in Texas and Mexico. Two of his older brothers are also pastors.

So, when one of Diego's community group teachers pulled Jesse outside for a moment on Sunday, I'm not quite sure why I was so surprised. (Okay, maybe I thought he was in trouble.) But Jesse came running back into the house for his phone and came back with the tail-end of a sermon.

Perhaps we have another preacher in the family.


mpoffman said...

Amen! I love the last line about asking Mami if I can have a cookie. : )

Jessica said...

He just might give Chad a few pointers :) I LOVE his excitement & animation!!!!

mommyjoymarie said...

LOVE this!