thought our lesson that day was decently good, I was fascinated by how they hung on our words. Their eyes followed us intently as we walked around the room blinking in awe at the Bible story. When they weren't staring at us, they carefully and neatly colored the coloring sheets we gave them.

After the lesson, I made my way over to their table. I complimented their beautiful coloring sheets, and they smiled. There was a picture of a cross on their sheets, and AJ had a small wooden cross placed precisely over the picture.

As the oldest brother, he was clearly the leader of this tiny, and polite group. AJ was the one who talked to me when I asked questions, while the other two mainly looked up withshy smiles. Carlos occasionally said a word or two. Sophie stayed quiet.

I asked AJ about his wooden cross, but surprisingly it was Sophie who spoke up.

"He keeps it in his pocket during the day, and sleeps with it at night," she said softly, but with great excitement.

It was completely adorable. I could not get Sophie to talk to me before this, but she was more than willing to speak up to tell me about her brother's love for his tiny cross. She was clearly not trying to win any brownie points with the Bible study teacher, she was simply excited about AJ's wooden cross.

A little bit later, we invited all the kids to summer camp. When I handed the new kids their permission slip forms, they all carefully