Sterling asked me this afternoon why bugs don’t like to die. We got into a discussion about the fight for life God gave each of us.
“But we all have to die, when we’re old, because we sin,” Sterling said.
Contemplating this heartbreaking reality from a mother’s perspective, I sat there quiet for a minute.
“But Ruby sins the most.” Earth to Momma. Quiet ponderings over, I laughed. And laughed. And pondered instead the story of whose sin is greatest and why it doesn’t matter, since sin is sin. By the time I’d figured out a way to explain this, Sterling was off and gone and the moment was over.
I’m still laughing that he thinks Ruby’s the biggest sinner of them all.
2 comments:
Well, he had some great theology going there for a while. :) That is pretty cute.
I once asked to pray for Thanksgiving, soon after my great-grandma passed away. After mumbling for a looong time (like my grandpa did), I then asked "and please don't let anyone else go to heaven. Amen.".
Which is why I think I'll explain death to my kids in a little more detail than "she went to heaven"...
We're explained quite a bit to our kids, and I think it helps them realize more about why we're created and why Christ came and how death is - now - not a bad thing. It's still heart-breaking to hear your son's statement that he know he has to die someday, but understanding is a good thing.
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