As a mommy, one of the biggest privileges and responsibilities I have is to teach my kids about God and how to have a relationship with Jesus Christ. This is such a huge thing, and sometimes I get caught up into the "seriousness" of it all. Well, leave it to a 3 1/2 year old and a 21 month old to make it "not-so-serious!"
As Benjamin has gotten older, he has gradually wanted to be more involved with our prayer times, which is great. Mark and I pray with him when we put him to bed, and then we also as a family ask the blessing before meals. Benjamin will interject his thoughts and his thanks into our prayers whenever he feels the urging, and you can tell his heart is behind whatever he mentions. Well, now that Hannah is becoming more verbal (I mean, REALLY verbal), she cannot be left out. And she not only cannot be left out, she cannot be talked over or muted out. So her interjections into our prayers are at several decibel levels higher than the rest of us. A few nights ago, as Mark began to pray, he had only gotten out, "Dear God, thank you..." when suddenly from her high chair, Hannah begins calling out the names of her friends and her children's day out teacher, and then (as Benjamin is including his two-cents worth at the same time), she continues, "Ketchup! Mustard! CHEETOS!!!"
One night, I guess Hannah couldn't think of any real words, but yet could not be excluded, so she just began jabbering this jibberish that only God could have understood. When we finished our prayer and I was finally able to catch my breath, I told Mark, "She gives a whole new meaning to praying in tongues!
Then last night, Benjamin really got me tickled. It was my turn to pray, and as I began the prayer, he and Hannah began adding their thoughts and thanks, and I realized Benjamin was just kind of searching for something else to add to his prayer. I guess his eyes finally fell on what he was looking for when he added, "And thank you for this clock...which doesn't work..." It was all I could do to swallow my laughs and finish the prayer!
I know God doesn't fall off his throne or roll around on those streets of gold laughing, but I have to believe He gets tickled at these precious creations of His nonetheless. Now there will be a day when teaching reverence during prayer time is important, but that day just is not here yet. You know, in addition to the seriousness of praying, I want my kids to know that God delights in the things they delight in and that nothing is too small to talk to God about.
Not even cheetos or broken clocks!