Here’s a conversation I had with the boys after Bible story time before bed the other night.
Me: Boys, do you understand how to get to heaven?
(I got vague, noncommittal answers)
Me: Do you know about heaven and hell?
Josiah: I want to go to hell.
Me: What?! Why?! Hell is a really bad place.
Josiah: I mean, I don’t want to get hurt, I just want to see it. I don’t want to stay.
(I’m feeling a bit relieved, but still disturbed.)
Me: Well, do you want to go to heaven?
Josiah: No.
Me: Why? Don’t you want to eat yummy foods all day, live in a beautiful place, and sing praises to God all the time? (Yes, I shamelessly used Josiah’s love of food to pique his interest.)
Josiah: Yes! I want to eat all day, but I don’t want to go to heaven. Not now.
(Awhile back, after a series of conversations, I realized Josiah doesn’t want to go to heaven because every time someone dies that’s where we say they went and he doesn't want to die. We are still trying to figure out how to work through that one.)
Elijah: I want to sing! Can I take my ticketar? (AKA guitar)
(My little music man. All this time he’s been messing around on the bed, not seeming to listen.)
Josiah: Elijah! You can’t take your ticketar there! You can’t take anything, but I bet they have lots of ticketars there!
Elijah: Yay! I can play a ticketar! (Goes back to wiggling around and seemingly not paying attention.)
The conversation veered too far off course for me to salvage it after this. I wrapped it up with a quick summary about salvation which I find very difficult to explain on a preschool level. Hopefully they’ll pick it up from multiple, consistent exposures and they don’t put too much weight on my feeble explanations. I’ll just trust that God will speak to them and make sense of me.
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awesome. :)
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