I had yet another enlightening conversation with a two-year old the other day:
Seth wasn't happy about the peach on his plate...It took me a minute to fiqure out what the problem was.
"You want Anaya's peach?"
"Yets."
"But I divided up the same peach!--it's on both of your plates..." I said in desperation.
God reminded me: Saralyn, don't you do that to me too sometimes...wishing for someone else's blessings...when my grace is the same for everyone. My Son has paid the price for all...He's the "same peach." Why do you want something else when I've already given you everything you need?
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Thursday, September 25, 2008
Tickling God?
The other day, Anaya, my 4-year-old friend, and I were talking about heaven...how wonderful it would be and what we were looking forward to about it.
"I'm going to tickle Jesus!" She excitedly told me. I laughed. Then smiled. Why anyone would enjoy such a thing is beyond my comprehension since I've always considered it to be merciless torture. Perhaps "tickling Jesus" would sound sounds sacrilegious to some. But context can make all the difference. To her, tickling is a wonderful thing, one of the greatest joys, and purest delights--why wouldn't Jesus want to be tickled too?!
I'm so glad that God knows our hearts. We've been told that Jesus knows everything we go through, everything we feel. His heart cries when we cry. He rejoices when we rejoice. So surely, He would understand a little child's gift of one of her favorite things.
After a brief pause, I said, "I'm sure Jesus would love to have you tickle him..." In my mind I pictured Jesus smiling and laughing with her, enjoyed her excitement. "You know, there's lots of ways we can tickle God?" I began..."there's lots of things we can do that make Him happy just like tickling makes you happy." I think I began to lose her attention here, but it got me thinking.
What do you do that tickles God's heart?
"I'm going to tickle Jesus!" She excitedly told me. I laughed. Then smiled. Why anyone would enjoy such a thing is beyond my comprehension since I've always considered it to be merciless torture. Perhaps "tickling Jesus" would sound sounds sacrilegious to some. But context can make all the difference. To her, tickling is a wonderful thing, one of the greatest joys, and purest delights--why wouldn't Jesus want to be tickled too?!
I'm so glad that God knows our hearts. We've been told that Jesus knows everything we go through, everything we feel. His heart cries when we cry. He rejoices when we rejoice. So surely, He would understand a little child's gift of one of her favorite things.
After a brief pause, I said, "I'm sure Jesus would love to have you tickle him..." In my mind I pictured Jesus smiling and laughing with her, enjoyed her excitement. "You know, there's lots of ways we can tickle God?" I began..."there's lots of things we can do that make Him happy just like tickling makes you happy." I think I began to lose her attention here, but it got me thinking.
What do you do that tickles God's heart?
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