Monday, October 6, 2008

I'm talking to God, Dad.

No God wait, come back, I have one more thing to tell you. Mom, can I play tea party with God? No He doesn't want to play tea party. I think He wants to play blocks. No God just told me He wants to play race cars. Yea, we are going to play race cars. I was startled. Not scared. Heavens no. I was just waiting. Anxiously waiting. Waiting for the moment when he would just start chatting with God. He knows He is everywhere, because He is. He is. And I am so thankful for that. I hope God was smiling. Getting a good chuckle.

Elijah was pretty serious. They had just had a conversation at great length, about God staying and playing with Him. He was in his room just having quiet time, reading some books and Tim over heard him talking, talking loudly. Tim peaked in, and instantaneously Elijah said, Dad I am talking to God. You can go now. Tim quietly shut the door. Who wants to disturb a conversation with God? I then came up to just stand at the door so I could too witness this. Every mom wants this for their children. It's pretty amazing. Witnessing the innocence of it. So sweet and organic. Yes, I said organic. I hadn't asked him to pray. We weren't having any prior moments of chaos. He did it on his own. Knowing that He would be there to listen.

I pray that he never stops talking to God. Including Him in his every day stuff. Even the times when he plays race cars. Or blocks or a tea party.

The possibilities are endless. God is always there; listening.

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