and I searched Mission Arlington from top to bottom for the perfect children's Bibles and started carrying around the chosen ones in expectation of seeing AJ, Carlos and Sophie.

They did not show up for camp though. They also did not come to the next Bible study. I was crushed.

After two weeks of sitting idly in my supervisor's car, the Bibles were finally given to the kids. My team and I were at the property checking on a Vacation Bible School a church group was running; and I saw them listening to the Bible story along with the other kids.

It had been a couple of weeks, so by this point I had created a great preconceived image of this beautiful, monumental and movie-worthy moment of Bible presentation. At mylittle calmer so she and I played Candy Land. I tried talking with her a little bit, but mainly I talked and she smiled shyly. Her brothers came over once they finished their game just in time to see Sophie beat me, which they were all pretty excited about.

As we cleaned up, I asked if any of them had a chance to read their Bibles yet.

Sophie squealed and nodded her head emphatically.

I laughed and told her that was great, and then asked what they had learned.

They all looked to AJ expectantly, and I also assumed he would be the one to talk. AJ however looked at little Sophie.

"Tell her what we've been reading," AJ said in a very big brother tone of voice as he nudged Sophie in