I'm scared.

Every night now for quite a while, Jameson cries after going to bed. He complains about being scared. Scott and I go in and try to comfort him. We tell him that all he has to do when he is scared is say "Jesus". Tonight when I told him that again, he looked at me and said, "Is Jesus going to sit in my bed?" I told him "Yes. He will come and stay with you in your bed, so you don't have to be scared." Jameson then looked at me like he thought I was crazy. He said, "Mommy, Jesus to heavy." I was speachless. All I could do was hug him. I told him it was okay, Jesus would just stand next to his bed. He was asleep five minutes later. Thank You Jesus for standing next to Jameson's bed tonight.