Last night as I was giving Christopher his bath he started playing with the washcloth. First it was a big fish and later it became a magic curtain for his ducks to disappear behind. In the end, in the hands of his father it became what it was intended to be, a washcloth that cleaned up a creative little boy.
Often we make religion and God like that washcloth. We shape them to be what we want them to be, not what they are intended to be. God is love but he is also the God that destroyed the world in a flood. He is peace but he took his people to battle many times. He is the God of blessings but we are promised that the poor will always be among us. He is righteousness but his Son was called a friend of sinners. He is the protector of the poor, the fatherless and the widows. While he is Abba Father he is STILL the Great I AM! If we are to call him Father and be his children shouldn't we know him and what he is truly like?
Father, remove the blinders that causes me to see you through a lens of religion that is shaped by the world and give me the faith to see you as you truly are and the strength to be the man you call me to be.
In Him,
David
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Monday, October 6, 2008
Did you hear that?
Christopher is 3 1/2 and when he goes to bed at night we play a short audio tape for him with a story on it and then a longer music tape. When the story ended and he was ready for me to change tapes we had the following exchange.
Christopher: "Daddy, daddy, did you hear that?"
Me: "Hear what Christopher?"
Christopher: "Did you hear that noise?"
Me: "No, the only noise I heard was you calling me?"
Christopher: "You didn't hear that noise?"
Me: "No, what did the noise sound like?"
Christopher: "Um, it sounded like a Pooh story."
Me: "No, you're not getting a Pooh story but I will turn on your music for you."
Christopher: "Okay, I will try again later.
The Pooh tape is very long and he will not go to sleep while listening to it. I had to walk away and laugh, after starting his music for him. Where does he get this stuff? Like Mary, I will write them on my heart. I love my kids.
In Him,
David
Christopher: "Daddy, daddy, did you hear that?"
Me: "Hear what Christopher?"
Christopher: "Did you hear that noise?"
Me: "No, the only noise I heard was you calling me?"
Christopher: "You didn't hear that noise?"
Me: "No, what did the noise sound like?"
Christopher: "Um, it sounded like a Pooh story."
Me: "No, you're not getting a Pooh story but I will turn on your music for you."
Christopher: "Okay, I will try again later.
The Pooh tape is very long and he will not go to sleep while listening to it. I had to walk away and laugh, after starting his music for him. Where does he get this stuff? Like Mary, I will write them on my heart. I love my kids.
In Him,
David
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