My first blog

"Hi, my name is Miles. I'm five and a half. I can't type. My Mom has to do it for me."


The other night, Miles had an idea. "When I grow up, I'm going to start a place called 'Hole for Jesus'." "What will it be?," we asked. He answered, "You'll see when I grow up. It's going to be a building." And so we clarified..."What kind of 'hole'? A hole you dig? Or like a whole pizza, not part??" we asked. "Remember how you have a hole in your heart. And friends can't fill it, playing can't fill it...only Jesus can fill it. But, it isn't a physical hole. It's a hole made just for Jesus. And we need Jesus to fill that hole cause'...well I don't know..."

That's okay. We don't need Miles to answer that theological question. If all he understands right now is that everyone needs Jesus then that's enough for now.

This will be a place where Miles can tell a joke, share a story, talk about his Jet Family or post some pictures.

Miles says, "Knock, knock"
who's there?
"Rita."
Rita who?
"Reada BOOK!"