If I were still a Christian I’d ask you to pray for me about this. How ironic considering that I’m concerned about my 7-year-old son praying.
This is currently my son’s favorite book. Super cute, no?
This is a book I gave to my son a couple of years ago, when he was first learning to read, and now it’s his favorite.
When tucking him in last night he asked me,
“Mom, do you like this book?”
“Well…” I replied, “it’s not my favorite…”
I didn’t know how to continue the conversation or explain why so I said, “But it’s good to know that you have people out there who really care about you and take care of you. Like, your Mommy and Daddy, your sister, your grandparents…lots of people love you and look out for you.”
My son declared with a sleepy smile,
“Yes…and my God. My God looks out for me too. Right, Mom, right?”
I changed the subject. How could I break his little heart? I decided to not confuse him at bedtime. After all, I’m the one who bought him the freakin’ book and told him all about Jesus the Shepherd. Damn.
I know, super cute and cuddly, right?
But what happens when you set up a kid to expect to hear from God and people claiming to have authority from God come across his path? They may claim that they are there to Shepherd him and lead him into spiritual truth. In the “name of God” they can get him to think and do all sorts of things that may not be good for him.
I want my kids to recognize people who provide actual proof that they really do “listen”, “hear”, and “keep” him.