As I looked back in the rear view mirror while driving, I saw my daughter Annabelle sitting and reading my book, looking at pictures. She was describing words and I was explaining. What came to mind was the innocence of a child. The love of a child. And the generation rising up, right now, in desperate need of Jesus.
I was able to share the “G” rated version of my story, and she was happy to know that Daddy now loves Jesus. My point is, #BreakOutBook is being used in ways I could never imagine, and it is not just for this generation, but for generations to come. It carries the very love of Jesus and that will never end.