I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child
will never enter it.
Mark 10:15 NIV
I tried to get my emotions under control as I broke the heartbreaking news to my children.
“Kids, I have some sad news. Great-grandmother died this morning.”
My son looked at me with misty eyes and a wide grin. “She’s with Papa, again. I bet they’re happy to be together.”
My son wanted a toy that was stored in the attic. Each time he opened the attic door my jokester father made a scary noise, pretending it came from the attic. Finally my son stopped at the door, said a prayer, took a deep breath, and bravely fetched his toy.
Out of this World
“Do you know I’m an alien?” my daughter told her unchurched friend.
“What?” Her friend was confused.
“The Bible says so in 1 Peter 2:11. That’s what I learned at church. Want to come with me Sunday?
The curious girl couldn’t resist. Perhaps she’d meet more aliens.
My daughter prayed for a younger sibling, but since my husband had a vasectomy we told her it wouldn’t happen. Amazingly, I did get pregnant. She was thrilled when we told her the news, but not surprised.
“Aren’t you surprised,” I asked. We certainly were.
“No. I prayed. Remember?”
My grandmother lived with my parents for the last few years of her life. Shortly after her death we went to visit my parents and my daughter was surprised by what she saw in their garage.
“I guess God didn’t need grandma’s car to get her up to Heaven.”
Kristen, I enjoyed these glimpses into tiny blessed scenes. They were all good, but I especially enjoyed, Fear Not.
These stories brought back memories I have of the years I had little ones and hearing, "Mom!" every five minutes. (I know I timed it a couple of times.)