Three year olds say a lot of entertaining things as they try to make sense of this world. Clearly, some of the most precious things my children say relate to God. I think I am touched so deeply because I am mindful of Jesus' encouragement to the adults of His day to come to Him as children do. The purity of their perspective and stark honesty of their questions resonate in a sweet place in my heart.
K, in true female fashion, really enjoys conversation these days. In the afternoon, she loves to plop down next to me and say, "Mommy, what did you do today?" Something about the maturity of her question always makes me giggle.
A couple of days ago, she floored me as she said, "Mommy, I want God to talk to me."
I attempted to explain that God talks to us through the Bible, in creation, in all sorts of ways.
I could tell from the scrunched up look on her face she was not satisfied. "No, Mommy, I want Him to really talk. I want to hear His voice like in my Hermie video."
"Oh, honey, that is just a video. But as you get bigger, you will learn how to hear His voice better."
"When I get bigger I can go in my video and hear God talk like Hermie."
And so it begins...the separation of truth from fiction. The journey of explaining faith.