At our church we “dedicate” a baby to the Lord, with the hope that the child will one day make a commitment to follow Jesus. The dedication is a quick proclamation and prayer that we as the parents will do what we can to teach our child God’s ways and Words, show him God’s love, and do everything we can as their parent to protect them, love them, guide them and encourage them towards Jesus. On Sunday morning we dedicated Popeye.
It’s always fun trying to corall all of the hooligans, especially in front of 1,000 people.
As a special surprise all of the elementary kids recited a bible verse. Can you find Monkey?
Okay, I’ll make it easier. 
Afterwards our family and some precious friends came back to our house for a small breakfast. 
Hey, there’s a sprinkles donut missing!
Caught’chya!
Thank God for Mom’s. My MIL made those scrumptious egg mcmuffins down there and my mom put together the fruit platter. Mr. Dunbar and the boys went and picked up donuts before church. I have learned how to delegate, or better yet, ask for help.
It was a great spread.
And I really didn’t get many pictures once everyone showed up. (Bad blogger, bad blogger.)
But more importantly my Popeye is now being covered in prayer and is on his way to knowing Jesus.
~mrs. dunbar
5 comments:
Gotta love those open mouthed kisses, right? Beautiful breakfast spread. Impressed with your ability to delegate (or ask for help), something I could definitely use some help on.
love the pic of your little donut thief and of course the last one is just too cute.
What a great occasion to celebrate! Blessings! :)
I so love that your little guy was dedicated this weekend and that you guys are dedicated to teaching him all about Jesus. How awesome!
On a totally random side note, I am so impressed that your straws all stayed the same direction! So cute!
What a wonderful time for your sweet baby. Knowing Jesus is what I want for Boyd too. To me, it means everything!
I love the food spread you had, and how you said you've learned to ask for help. I am always afraid to do that. Then I take on too much, and am exhausted.
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