Little Lessons

Will in his Easter best

Lesson 1

Another month has come and gone without a post, mainly because I've had so much on my mind...aka worrying. I know I shouldn't and I usually don't too much, but life has seemed to remain pretty stressful this year...some good, some not so good.

So a few weeks ago while we were driving down the road, John and I were discussing our current predicament. Okay. Maybe I was doing a little more venting, and a little less discussing. So I made the comment, "Surely God is watching over us and has some kind of purpose for all this." I probably should end that with a question mark/ exclamation mark/tears. It was more of a "Come on God, prove me right!" kind of thing.

Then, from the back seat, I hear, "Mommy, Mommy, Mommy! You just said God is watching over us!" Will was really excited to hear me telling his Daddy about a concept we try to instill in him constantly, particularly at night when he's scared of the dark. But to me, this comment was kind of a slap in the face. Instead of living what I've been preaching, I was doubting it. Oh, ye of little faith.

Lesson 1--God is with us.

Lesson 2
As I mentioned, at night we often remind will that God is watching over him. He use to pray that angels would come and sit in his blue chair and protect him while he slept. Now he skips the angels and goes straight for the Big Guy, Jesus. Who am I to question? It reminds me of John Micheal Montgomery's "The Little Girl," when the little girl recognizes Jesus' picture at church because he hid with her behind the couch when her parents were fighting.

One particular night between 3 and 4a.m, on the third time Will had woken me up in an hour, I found Will curled up in his blue chair. When I suggested he get back in bed, he just curled in tighter, put on a silly grin, and said, "I'm with Jesus!" Again, I couldn't argue with that logic. He looked so peaceful and sweet! Of course that didn't save him 15 minutes later when he had peed in his pull-up...

Lesson 2--Peace.

Lesson 3
Will's favorite books lately seem to be his Bible stories. He pours over several at a time and retells the stories. He is going to be quite the author some day. He also write songs, but that's another entry.

Not only does our boy write songs, but he also acts the stories out. For David and Goliath, we take turns pretending who is who. Goliath usually starts with, "What are you doing here, David?" in a big mean voice. Then David winds up his arm and then gently knocks Goliath in the head. Goliath does a slow motion death scene, ending up in pile on the floor.

After catching Will sitting on the sink washing his feet, I asked him what he was doing. His reply, "Washing my feet just like Jesus!" Once again, can't argue with a kid who wants to be like Jesus, so Will usually has the cleanest feet in town.

The Easter story is a little less fun. I refuse to participate in that one, as Will is usually the soldier ordering Jesus around with a "sword" in his hand. (Please tell me that's okay because he's only 3!) Luckily I've succeeded in getting Will to act that one out with much less frequency.

Lesson 3--The joy of The Word.

Will has definitely been my best Bible teacher lately, a constant reminder of God's love for us and a constant source of joy (except maybe at 3:30 in the morning when he first wakes me up). I meant to get an Easter post up, but this is what it's really all about. I'm so glad my little boy is learning to live the walk, even when I'm not!