The top floor of our house has a large foyer and surrounding it are all of the bedroom doors. Every night Chris sits in a chair in the foyer and reads Bible stories to the kids while I do the kitchen clean-up and then relax in the recliner.
It's a very Norman Rockwell moment as strains of Chris' deep voice float down the stairs and the kids lay quietly tucked in their beds, listening raptly. Well, there might be just a little more wiggling and bouncing involved in that picture but you get my drift.
So imagine my surprise tonight when Chris' deep voice was punctuated with laughter.....more deep voice....more laughs and then a few un-biblical words followed by peals of laughter from all four kids.
What the heck?
I found out later that this is what they were reading...
He will take your menservants and maidservants, your best young men and your asses, and put them to work.......Kish had lost some of his asses so he said to his son Saul, "Take one of the servants with you, and go and look for my asses." ...Come let us go home, or my father will cease to think about his asses....
And by that point, Chris could barely speak anymore.
I bet they'll remember that Bible story forever.