Last night, you said, "Mama, can you read me the Bible?"
Tonight, I entered your room to see you sitting on your pillow talking and reading your new little gideon Bible. This Bible is red. It has pictures of people on it. But inside there are only words.
After I got you into your pjs. We sat between the two white beds. I pointed to the map at the back. I showed you the Mediterranean sea. Then we looked at the map of Jerusalem. I showed you the walls of Jerusalem.
Then you turned to the front of the Bible and instructed me to read.
I really didn't know where to start. I didn't think much would make sense to you.
I was wrong.
I started by naming the books of the Bible. "These are books of the Bible," as I flipped through, "Matthew... Mark... Luke..."
You tapped the book and said, "Luke! read Luke."
So I started in Luke 2. Something familiar... Jesus' birth. I read... and then I read some more...
As I read, I paused a bit, as if waiting for you to interrupt me. But you didn't! You asked, "what is Holy Ground?" that was from a few days ago...
I read some more. I skipped parts about casting out demons, I skipped the genealogy, but I read most of Luke 2, 3 and 4! Those are long chapters!
If it weren't for the time, I could have read more to you.
As I shut the Bible, I asked, "Why are you so interested in the Bible?"
You answered, "Because it's about God."
How I need to repent and not assume that a child cannot understand words.
Tuesday, January 21, 2014
Thursday, January 16, 2014
3 going on 13
You are turning 4 soon. As I look back on what I've written... I have missed two whole years.
Yet, I know that the lack of writing does NOT reflect the lack of love nor activity. Our house is one that is full of life. And you help fill our home with so much life my dear!
In the last week, somehow, I have felt that you've grown bigger.
This morning, as I was busying in the kitchen, you said "mommy! You're not responding to me!" Wow, "responding." That's a big word!
And when we were sitting on the green couch colouring you didn't want to move to the black table to colour. You propped your leg up and said, "look, I just cwoss my legs." And yup, you had your leg crossed and it held up the colouring book!
When I was putting away the mountain of laundry in our room. You just went to whatever drawer to put away the clothes. Following instructions like, "the top left drawer" or "the second drawer from the bottom" are so easy for you. Clearly, you are growing up.
As you stand next to the little babies, you are not little anymore.
This is why I don't mind it so much when Hannah offers to feed you. There are moments when we all just want you to be little. And then there are the rest of the days, you are just perfectly where you should be.
Yet, I know that the lack of writing does NOT reflect the lack of love nor activity. Our house is one that is full of life. And you help fill our home with so much life my dear!
In the last week, somehow, I have felt that you've grown bigger.
This morning, as I was busying in the kitchen, you said "mommy! You're not responding to me!" Wow, "responding." That's a big word!
And when we were sitting on the green couch colouring you didn't want to move to the black table to colour. You propped your leg up and said, "look, I just cwoss my legs." And yup, you had your leg crossed and it held up the colouring book!
When I was putting away the mountain of laundry in our room. You just went to whatever drawer to put away the clothes. Following instructions like, "the top left drawer" or "the second drawer from the bottom" are so easy for you. Clearly, you are growing up.
As you stand next to the little babies, you are not little anymore.
This is why I don't mind it so much when Hannah offers to feed you. There are moments when we all just want you to be little. And then there are the rest of the days, you are just perfectly where you should be.
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