Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Prayers from the Mouths of Babes

My children amaze me and challenge me and stretch my faith and my heart every single day.  Yesterday after dinner my four year old son was running around being playing super hero.  We've been going through this Super Hero series that I found and love.  So as he is playing he keeps saying, "I'm going to be a wise super hero."  My heart rejoices at his words and I think Amen, son.  I desire you to be a wise super hero for God.

At bedtime he was his usual rambunctious self jumping around and flipping on his bed while I read the Bible stories and answered the many questions of his older sister.  We were in Joshua and I read that they were getting ready to march around the city, I hear him in the middle of his jumps and tumbles say, "Oh the battle of Jericho, the walls are all going to crash down, and Joshua is going to win."  Again I smile inside thinking yes, that's right.  You are listening.

As we turn off our lights and start to say our prayers he is still jumping and playing on the bed behind me.  Then I say it's your turn.  I expect him to quickly rant off, "Thank you God for momma and daddy and my sisters, Amen," like he normally does.  This time he jumps up, lands sitting, bows this little head and folds his hands and sighs this deep sigh.  Then very seriously he says, "God help me to go to the right place, help me to go to the right place.  I want to walk by Faith, God, and not by Sight.  And God when I grow up please make me into a wise super hero.  I want to be Wise. Amen."

I sat there staring at him, repeating his prayer over and over in my head so that I could remember and record it to keep forever.  The sweetness, the heart felt desire, the truth in that prayer.  I saw that scripture was embedded in his heart and that his desire is to serve the Lord.

This is my little four year old who last month officially asked Jesus into his heart and tells us regularly he wants to be baptized. This is my little boy who if I lay next to at night and sing to, he'll start to tell me Bible stories, and be in awe of God and how Daniel was safe in the Lions Den or how Shadrack Meshack and Abindigo were in the fiery furnace.  Though his all time favorite is David and Goliath.  When he's having an exceptionally hard time with something we'll say, "You want to be David and throw some stones, knock down that giant."  He'll pretend to swing his sling around his head and throw the stones and say things like "Leave me alone fear" or "Go away satan, you can't make me angry anymore."  He'll even say things like, "I will share", "I will obey my mommy and daddy".  After throwing his stones, he'll feel so much better and be his sweet self once more.  Every day he amazes me and makes me stop and ponder in my heart asking God what will you do through my son?  At the same time he is all boy and tries my patience and makes me ask God if anything I'm saying is sinking in. 

Right before falling asleep he said, "I want to have a dream tonight of God crushing satan under my feet."  He likes to sing Romans 16:19, but I thought to myself wow, that dream might be a little scary for a four year old.

This morning while driving to school he says, "Mom I had a dream last night.  There was this dragon and it was following me, but God had a plan and it was a good plan, and then the dragon was crushed under my feet, and our family went up into heaven and the dragon went into hell."  Okay I have read him kids Bible stories and filled him with the word, but I have never read him Revelation!!!  I sat there thinking, wait, he doesn't know this is in the Bible and he's telling me exactly what the Bible says, that God will defeat the dragon.  I had to find my cell phone and call my husband and tell him this immediately.  Then I looked back in the rear view mirror at the tiny, brown hair, brown eyed boy still 5 point harnessed into his seat, and told him that his dream is true, that it says that in the Bible. God will defeat the dragon, he does have that plan and he's right it's a good plan.  He smiled wide and his eyes sparkled.  I wanted to stop time and just hold him in that moment and rejoice with him over God's good plan.

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