I was playing with Emma today in her room. She got quiet for a little bit, looking out her window. Out of the blue, she turned to me and said, "I can't wait to die and go to Heaven." I, of course, wanted to know why. While still looking out the window, she replied, " I can't wait to see how big God is. I bet he's as tall as a tree." (If you haven't seen my yard out her window, we have some monstrous trees out there!) We talked a little more about what she envisions...God is a boy, by the way, and the Bible tells us that. ;)
My initial reaction (managed to keep it inward)was fear of my little girl dying and/or wanting to, but what a precious reminder of how our hearts and minds should be turned toward our Creator! Where did that go for me? When did my heart start hanging on to the tangible and desiring more time here on Earth?? I know that's a pretty common struggle, but how convicting and precious were those words from my little 4 year old! We could all stand to think a little more like her and imagine His presence being so commanding and mighty as well as be eager to meet Him! The more we have this type spiritual conversation, the more I grasp the childlike faith scripture references. My cup surely overflows to be living life with such a precious child of God. I am so unworthy of this gift but am grateful and humbled that she has been entrusted to me for a short time. And, how incredibly sad I am as it is getting shorter much faster each day!