Christmas was a full day. We had all stretched our energy to the max by the time we where heading home from connecting with my side of the family that evening. We had just pulled away from my brothers home when my youngest piped up. “THE SUN IS GONE!” he spoke with earnest concern. We tried to ease his mind by explaining it would return come morning. He then asked who runs the sun. We explained God runs it, he he he. At that point my clever five year old daughter jumped into the conversation, “Hows he control it? With his hand or with a controller?” Between giggles we managed to share how he generally speaks things into being. He is that powerful that his very WORD makes something of nothing thus something happen. “I would like to control the sun,” she then added.
“And what would you do with it if you controlled it dear,” asked her Dad?
“Oh pretty much what God does with it,” she said matter of factly.
“If it works for him it must work of us I guess,” I chuckled in reply.
Indeed I am thankful for God’s control over it all. This is a broken world, but he knows that, lived through it when incarnate in Jesus Christ, and has and sees the very biggest of plans and reasons to it all. He holds the mysteries and we can only trust him as we haven’t his clarity on LIFE itself!
I have no idea where the kids little minds come up with this stuff but I know it all seems to fit in some way and this conversation really added to my Christmas.
Merry Christmas!
TTFN
