Two little ankle biters showed up at my door selling candy bars as their dad waited in the driveway. I can turn down any and every adult that comes to my door soliciting a product, but it's a little harder to say no to six year olds. I grabbed a dollar and a gospel tract and handed it to my new friend. His eyes were as big as saucers when he saw the million dollar bill gospel tract and with extreme excitement asked, "Is this real?" I told him it is called a gospel tract and it tells him how to get to heaven. My son, Caden, watched the two boys return to their dad and then he observed the two boys going house to house through the living room window. We prayed for these boys later that night as I was putting him to bed. After we had finished praying, Caden commented, "Those two boys had their daddy read the tract." We then prayed for their dad.