Childlike Faith

Yesterday, while riding in the car, my kids started asking me questions about creation. "How did God make the tree's mommy?" "How did God make the colors, mommy?" I always love answering these kinds of questions. I love it because children have no filters and they are innocent in their hearing. 

Innocent in their hearing.

It occurred to me in the conversation that I didn't have to give a deep, complex answer to how God created everything. They were content to be told that our God is so big that he can speak things into existence. These questions about creation led to them wanting to know how God created us. 

"How did God make us, mommy?" 

"Well," I began. "God saved his most important and favorite creation for last," I said. "When God created Adam, he scooped up dirt and molded it with his own hands and then he did something very special." 

"What?!" (can you hear their curiosity?)

"He breathed his own breath into Adam". 

I explained to them that the reason we live is because the God of the universe breathed his life into us. I loved the looks on their faces. Acceptance, awe...innocence. 

I wish that look on their faces, that purity could be bottled up. I know they won't always see and hear with "no filter". I know that their innocence will be snatched away, the purity replaced by doubts. In fact, in the same conversation about how amazing our God is, I had to tell them that there are other ideas, other theories out there about creation. I had to tell them that not everyone believes in our God, and that some have chosen to worship false Gods. 

"Like statues!" my oldest exclaimed. 

 "Yes, some people worship statues." I said. "But there is only one living God."  

It all sounds so simple doesn't it? 

God spoke and it was.
God breathed and now I live. 
Our God is the only God.

Is it really that simple, though? 

Well, yes...and no...but mostly yes! The truth is simple. The hard part is that it is absolute and we don't like absolutes, do we? We like to have options, believe multiple things at once. We like to be fickle! Looking into the faces of my babies, though, I was reminded that following my God is as simple as accepting his truth, whether I understand it all or not. They believe because they see no other option. God said it, and so it is. 

I guess I want to be more like my kids this year. Less fickle and more accepting of God's truth. I have no idea what this year holds. I know there will be ups and downs. I know there will be moments that I am tempted to question God's wisdom, his ways. I know there will be moments of victory and moments of loss. I know there will be moments of tears and moments of laughter. My prayer for myself, for all of us, is that we will seek out the faith of our children. The innocent, pure faith that simply believes because God has said it and he is good, right and just. 

“Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these.  Truly I tell you, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it.” Luke 18:16-17


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