So Bonnie and I were talking some last night during our Bible time. I was reading over 1 Corinthians 13 and explaining how living out love is being obedient to what Jesus commands us to do. We took some time going through each one and I gave her pats on the back for the things she did well and opened the floor to discuss the things she was struggling with. We had a great little conversation that I could tell was sinking in.
And then it happened… I asked, “Bon, is there anything you would like to ask about Jesus or the bible? Anything at all…?”
She asked, “Pop-Pop, how did Jesus stop being dead in the tomb?”
After I calmed my racing pulse from the excitement of explaining more about the gospel to my eldest, I began walking her through the story. I told her, “Well, there are some things we just cannot understand. Jesus is one of them… The bible says he was God AND man. So when Jesus died on the cross, the yucky, sinful part of Him died away. The sins of all of the people who already died, who are living now, and people who haven’t been born yet… Jesus died for all of them.”
Bon: “Well, was Jesus stinky when He came out of that tomb?”
Me: “No, sweetie. Because He beat up death… He is alive.”
Bon: “That’s right. He lives inside my heart, doesn’t He Daddy?”
Me: “For those who believe in Jesus, ask Him to wash away their sins, and obey His words, yes… He lives in their hearts.”
Bon: “And those people are God’s Children…right?”
Me: “Yes, we are sons and daughters of God.”
Bon: “Like that song… ‘How Great, How Great that we believe by faith, that we can be called the Children of God’.”
Me: “Exactly right, Bon. And good singing.
Bon: “Yeah!!!! I’m so glad Jesus lives in my heart!”
Me: “Me too, Bon. Me, too.”
I guess kids do listen after all.
mtp
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