The Amazing Evan

When my oldest son was about two years old, Grandma Sheila, my mother-in-law, dubbed him "the Amazing Evan"! I can't speak for her, but I have always been impressed by his uniqueness and precocious ways. Today yielded some good Evan stories, so I would like to blog them.

I was talking to another school parent at the end of school today who told me that she was working in the gym on something a few minutes earlier. Evan had offered to help her, but she told him, "I don't think you're supposed to be in here." Evan replied, "No, it's OK. I'm a staff kid. I have special privileges." (I laughed pretty hard at that. It's so totally Evan.)

Before bedtime I told Evan that I wanted him to read for a while. He pulled a book off the shelf called _The Lord of the Journey_. It's a compendium of prayers and essays in Christian spirituality. He began reading a prayer of St. Anselm and I heard him say, "That's funny." Anselm was highlighting the nurturing qualities of Jesus and comparing him to a mother. Evan didn't quite know what to make of it. He continued to read, and the bookmark is now on the last page of the prayer.

He has also taken to listening to an evening broadcast of "Grace to You" with John MacArthur. He asked to have his radio turned on so he could listen to the program tonight. I was stunned again. I suspect that there are plenty of adults who find MacArthur erudite, even difficult to comprehend at times, and here's my 7-year-old falling asleep to the messages. For my money, MacArthur doesn't even have a soothing voice. However, as I thought more about it, I can see how J.M. would appeal to Evan: intellectually rigorous, fast delivery, no nonsense, and firm conviction. Fits him to a tee.

Well, enough delighting in my son. How great a God we have who gives gifts like Evan.