G is getting to that stage where he's asking a LOT of questions.... his favourite though are 'why?' and 'how come?' Lately he's been randomly curious about God....and the questions come out of no where.. no lead up.. and no time for me to think and process. For example, the other day he was chasing a rope (it hangs in our challenge course.. picture old school gym class climb-to-the-top kind of rope), when he suddenly stops and points to the sky and asks;
G: Mom, God lives there?
Me: Um... yes G.. well actually God lives everywhere
G: why?
Me: ..... um.....
Bible college didn't really prepare me for these types of conversations. Thankfully after a quick prayer, we ended up having a nice conversation about how God loves us and wants to come live in our hearts.
Not all conversations are wins though. Like the other night, I picked up a dead fly and went to flush it down the toilet (don't ask me why.. apparently that's what you do with dead flies) when G noticed what I was doing.
G: Mom, what you got there?
Me: It's a fly bud. It died so I'm flushing it down the toilet.
G: Like Jesus?
Me: What do you mean bud?
G: The fly is dead like Jesus so you flush him down the toilet.
Me: ....um....
I had no recovery for that one. I tried to explain that Jesus wasn't dead anymore and certainly not in the toilet but I wasn't winning.
I'm thankful that I'll probably have many more chances to get it right and I'm praying that these conversations plant little seeds of faith in G's heart. Until then I'm praying and just hoping that when he's in sunday school one day and the teacher talks about Jesus dying on the cross, Garrett doesn't pipe up and say "and now he's flushed down the toilet!"
