Entries categorized as ‘Suffer the Little Children’

Everybody ought to know

June 16, 2009 · Leave a Comment

V is a friend of my son.

S has known her for the last three years. In a few days, she’ll be moving back to her home country.

V came over for one last play date. All of the kids were sitting at the table having a snack. S asked her, “Do you know Jesus?” V said she didn’t. S asked who her God is. V didn’t seem to understand the question (but she may have just not wanted to answer) so to clarify S and his brother M asked, “Who do you pray to at night?”

At this point I intervened and said, “Guys, she may not pray.”

Before abandoning the inquiry all together, S commented “Everybody ought to know who their God is.”

Yes, everybody should.

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Nothing but the blood

March 3, 2009 · Leave a Comment

It was story time.
M. was sitting on the bed picking a scab on his ankle until it bled.

Looking at the blood he said to his brothers, “Hey touch my blood and you’ll be delivered from sin.”

S., his older brother, replied in a credulous tone, “Really?”

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Identity Crisis

October 16, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Last night, E came into the bedroom crying. Grabbing J around the legs, he looks up at her and says, “Mama, S. says I not Jesus!”

J, looking down into his tear-streaked face, says “Honey, you’re not.”

E let go of her legs, stepped back and in a tone signaling his great surprise and consternation at the news said,  ”What!?”

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Where’s God When You Need ‘im?

June 19, 2008 · Leave a Comment

“Well, he never saves me.”

This is what my oldest son said when we finished reading The Little Golden Book, “Why Should I Be Afraid?” It’s a nicely illustrated version of Psalm 27 with pictures of a hand of golden, celestial light saving a little “crusader” from all sorts of scary shadows, storms and other dangers.

“What do you mean? What danger are you ever in?” I asked.

“Well, he never saves me from spankings…”

 

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Jesus Hears a Who

April 19, 2008 · Leave a Comment

Perhaps the seed for the question was planted by the most recent adaptation of Dr. Seuss’s “Horton Hears a Who” which I took my children to see about a week ago. There’s a moment in the film when Horton, speaking to the mayor of Whoville speculates that perhaps “we” (being he and the audience) are also living on a speck which is currently being viewed by someone much larger, just as Horton is doing. Perhaps this is what was driving the question that my four-year old son asked me on the way to church recently. He said, “Dad, are we a play set?”

I didn’t immediately understand the question so I repeated it to him. “Yeah, are we a play set?” What did he mean by “play set”? As I so often do when I haven’t a clue, I turned it back on him and said, “What do you think?” He said that he thought we are but that he didn’t know who was playing with us. At this point my six-year old chirped up. “I know who’s playing with us; Jesus!” The four-year old said, “But I don’t see Jesus over those cars. He’s not a kid.” Then I realized that by “play set”, my son meant something like the Legoes that we have in our house with buildings and people (Spiderman, Mary Jane, a cop and Venom!). As the philosophical depth of my child’s question dawned on me, I heard him say, “Dad, is Jesus playing with us?”

Hmmm…

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Talking Theology on Tuesday

February 4, 2008 · Leave a Comment

I like to blog these stories shortly whenever they come up, if for no other reason than to have them recorded for posterity…to be brought out many years later and shared!

As I was taking Son 1 and Son 2 to school this morning, we were listening to the Karen and Kids podcast.  Hearing someone say something about Jesus and Him saving us, Son 1 asks me from the backseat, “How will Jesus save us?” Pouncing upon the opportunity to summarize the four theories of atonement discussed in this book reviewed by Trevin Wax, I started out by saying…

No. I didn’t. I did what I normally do when my kids ask me such questions. I smiled, took a deep breath and took my best shot at answering. This is something akin to what I said:

There are many ways that Jesus saves us, and one way is when he comes back to be King on the Earth. When he comes back, he will take all of those people who are happy to see him, who love him and want him to be King and he will take away all of their bad stuff. He’ll take away all of their sins, all of their bad thoughts and their sickness and make them good. He will take away every bad thing so that those who love him can be with him forever.

Son 1 said that he loves Jesus and that he wants him to be King. Son 2, who was listening and finding it hard not to interrupt with his own questions finally got his chance and asked, “When Jesus comes, where will he sleep?”

Obviously, he’s welcomed to crash at our place.

Yea, crash Lord Jesus!

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Test Question

January 24, 2008 · Leave a Comment

About a week or so ago, before turning out the lights and putting the boys to bed, I read the story of Abraham and Isaac from their children’s Bible-story book. The story that I’m talking about is where God, after making good on His promise to give the elderly Abraham and his elderly and barren wife Sara a son, tells Abraham to sacrifice the boy…literally; to tie the boy up, place him on an altar and cut his throat the way that was typically done with an animal. Of course, being a children’s book, the gory details are omitted, to my second son’s disappointment I’m sure.

As I opened the book and began to read, I knew that my six-year old son would ask me the obvious question and I dreaded it: Why did God (the Good and Loving) ask Abraham to kill his son? This is a particularly bothersome question for him to ask because his mother and I are in the process of trying to get him to understand why it’s not appropriate for him to look to one of us and say “Kill him!” whenever his younger brothers do something that upsets him. (Where does that come from?) Of course, as kids tend to simplify things, my oldest son abbreviates my admonition against killing people just because they irritate you to “killing is bad”. And now, “Our Father who is in Heaven” is telling Abraham to kill his only child, the same one that He gave to Abraham in order to build a great nation of his descendants. Sure, the kid is confused…and, judging from the look in his eyes, saddened and perhaps even a bit frightened.

Generally, whenever my children ask me a question, particularly a tough one, I make a sincere effort to answer them. I don’t often put them off, but instead I try to make my honest response comprehensible for them. In this case, I really wanted to give my son an answer but, since it was bed time (when he tends to be at his least rational) I didn’t want to get into a long discussion.  I mean, I suppose I could have shared with him the conversation between BBC journalist John Humphrys and Chief Rabbi Sir Jonathan Sacks in which Sacks explains to Humphrys that the whole affair was a poignant object lesson to teach Abraham that God is not like the pagan gods he had always known, desiring human sacrifice…

I told my son that God wanted Abraham to know just how much that Abraham trusted God. Yes, the proper nouns in the previous sentence are in their correct places. Read it again if you need to and then think about it: God, the All-Knowing, doesn’t need Abraham to prove his love and trust to Him as if He was in doubt. (Yet God does say “Now I know that you fear God, because you have not withheld from me your son, your only son.” I wonder why?) No, God knew that Abraham would follow through with the sacrifice if He allowed it. So, what was the point of putting Abraham and poor little Isaac through that?

The writer of the book of Hebrews holds up Abraham as an example of what faith looks like and he focuses on this incident with Isaac. He says that Abraham trusted God so thoroughly that “he reasoned that God could raise the dead”, which is precisely what He was going to have to do in order to keep His promise to multiply Abraham’s descendants through his son Isaac. Some might seize this bit of text to say that the point of the whole ordeal was for our benefit, to teach us something about the nature of faith. But I don’t think that’s really it.

Honestly, I don’t know why God tested Abraham in this way. As a result, I took for my answer to my son’s question what I thought was a reasonable outcome on Abraham’s part and made that my answer. Without any Biblical support, I guess that Abraham made the long journey with Isaac to the mountain asking himself repeatedly “Can I go through with this? How can I go through with it?” Without further Biblical support, I imagine that Abraham walked down that mountain with his son with no further questions about his ability to follow through on the commands of his God.

I rushed that answer by my little boy and put him to bed as quickly as I could manage, but I’m sure that the day is coming when we’ll talk about it again. Maybe he’ll want to cross-examine me or maybe the next child in line will bring it up. However it comes about, I’m actually looking forward at getting another shot at giving a better answer to that question. I hope I have one by then.

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Loaded Question from My Oldest Child

January 8, 2008 · 2 Comments

Here’s an extra post just because I think my child is cute.

Sometimes, kids ask grown-ups a question which they want to be asked in turn. This is what my six-year old son did to me not long ago. The conversation went something like this:

“Dad, next year, what do you want for Christmas?”

“I don’t know. Why do you ask?”

“C’mon, what do you want for Christmas?”

“I guess I want everyone to be together and happy…?”

“Nooo! That’s for Jesus (to take care of) ! What do you want for Santa (to give you)?”

“Nothing I guess.” (long pause…I refused to be “baited”.)

“I know what I want.”

“Yeah, what’s that?”

“I want a new bike.”

I’m pretty sure he doesn’t expect Jesus to get it for him. How many of you think that’s a good thing? How many of you think that’s bad?

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