Anytime anything great happens in Samuel's life, he immediately thanks Jesus. Yup, Jesus. Not God or anybody else. Yesterday, some show came on TV that he loves and I heard him say, "Thank you Jesus!" Never mind that the show comes on at the same time everyday.
Today, he found an old candy hiding under the couch. He again thanked Jesus. If it's sunny, "Thank you Jesus!" If it's raining, another praise to Jesus. He'd fit right in at a black church. Maybe we should try one this Sunday. It would fit right into our church search, that by the way is not going very well.