It all began with a dead robin.
As I drove the Nana bus taking my grandson to school one day, the captive audience in the backseat provided me with interesting conversation.
“But they all have to die,” he said.
“Yes, but it makes me sad.”
“Everything has to die,” he stated matter-of-factly.
“Yes, that’s true.”
The discussion continued and quickly became very deep and provided me with the opportunity parents, teachers, pastors, and missionaries pray about. This second grader wanted to know what comes next after a person dies, more about Jesus and God, and how long eternity lasts. We squeezed in several of the big life questions.
“Well, I love God,” he assured me.
And that was all we had time for. I dropped him off at school and we both went on with our day.
I can tell you that this Nana was happy to be in the right place at the right time, ready to give answers to deep questions. I was thankful for a single child locked in place, open to conversation. Joy sprang up in my heart, which came from the Holy Spirit’s reminder of God’s promise of eternity with Him because of the hope I have in Jesus.
Hope for the future, hope for my family and friends, hope for people I have not yet encountered, hope for eternity.
What a sweet reminder for us to be ready to share the truth when the door opens, when hope looks like a seven-year-old boy buckled in the backseat.
Pray:
Lord, Thank You for the open doors you give us to share the hope we have in You. Help us to be ready to give answers to questions about our hope in Jesus. As we work with preschoolers, keep our minds focused on the work You are doing in the hearts of preschoolers and their families, so that we might speak Your truth into their lives. In Your name, amen.