My five-year-old granddaughter’s words chilled me: “God isn’t real.”
What? Just two weeks earlier while discussing the birth of Jesus, she had told me, “Jesus is dead.” When I asked her why she would say that, her response made me think she was confused by his death on the cross. I explained, “He rose again. He came back to life because He’s God’s son.”
Her response? “They stole the body.”
This from a five year old? Who in the world tells a child these things?
I tried to come up with a response a small child could understand. I was putting her to bed, and she had begged me to stay with her. She didn’t want to be alone. I told her she was never alone because God is always there. That’s when she enlightened me on his non-existence. She added, “You can’t see him, so he’s not real.”
“Oh, yes you can,” I told her. “Everywhere you look you can see what God has done. I’ll show you tomorrow on the way to school.”
“I want you to show me God now,” she said with some interest in her voice.
“Tomorrow morning,” I said.
On the way to school, I showed her everything God made: grass, weeds, frost, the sun, trees, bushes, rocks, cows, horses, goats, etc. After awhile, all I had to say was, “Do you see that tree?”
“God made it!” she answered.
At some point on that crucial ride, she announced in a happy voice, “God is my special Daddy.”
I have no idea who told her these horrible lies, who felt it was necessary to destroy her faith before it had a chance to take hold, but I do know that we can never stop teaching our children. There are enough people out there trying to tell them differently.
These commandments that I give you today are to be upon your hearts. Impress them on your children. Talk about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road , when you lie down and when you get up. Deut. 6:6-7
How do you keep God’s message alive for the children in your life? Or for yourself?