Armor of God

A couple of weeks ago, our FHE lesson was about putting on the "Armor of God". I made a shield, and a sword before hand. As Dad read the scripture relating to what piece of armor, I would dress up the kids. Allison loved getting all dressed up, Matthew could care less about getting dressed but loved the shield, not the sword, but the shield. Matthew knew right away what he was supposed to do, he started fighting right away, again with the shield, not the sword. Allison is using the shield the way it should be and praying it would stop the blows coming from Matthew. (He won the fight, Allison would try to stay in the fight, then "fall back").



Ready for the battle, but still missing our head gear.



In all the heavy fighting, Allison's breast plate kept falling off. We ended up just tapping it to her clothes.



Testing out all the homemade armor.



Matthew not digging the hat so much.



I had the giggles that night. Watching Matthew bend over and try to pick up his dropped sword, was a little like the way I bend over being 7 months pregnant. It got me laughing so hard that I couldn't stop. This is Kevin trying to get a picture of me laughing uncontrollably. I'm not sure if the spirit was there, but I think this is one that the kids will remember. And as the kids look back on this night, maybe the spirit will speak to them then.