While my mom was here, she took David, Beverly and I to lunch on Wednesday. We left the restaurant at 1 PM. Wednesday at 1 PM is the time our town conducts tornado siren tests; the sirens were blaring. The closest siren to our home is a little over 1/2-mile away. I can hear it, just barely. When we were in town, the siren was feet away from us. It was very loud! We had been celebrating the fall holidays. The kids got toy shofars to blow.
Is that God’s horn mom? ~ David
Beverly is a little competitive, about everything. Yesterday in church during the song service, a man standing in front of us was raising his hands. Beverly asked why. I asked her what she did when she wanted mom or dad to lift her up.
Beverly: I raise my hands.
Mom: Well, that is kind of what he is doing. He is begging God to lift him up. Lifting your hands is a way you can worship God with your body position.
A few minutes late:
Beverly: Mom. Is God bigger than him?
Mom: Yes, God is way bigger than him.
Beverly: Well, when I grow up, I am going to be bigger than God.
Mom: Wanna bet…
4 responses so far ↓
C.L. Dyck // 20 October 2009 at 1:17 am |
Heehee!
Someday, she’ll be old enough to be glad to lose that bet, when she needs to reach out to Him and be lifted up.
Mrs. C // 20 October 2009 at 8:25 am |
Oh, that is just darling! She’ll be glad God is bigger than she is eventually…
Barbara // 23 October 2009 at 8:25 am |
Loved your answer to why the man lifted his arms.
Love that David thinks of God for something that is pervasive, outside himself and big.
Michelle // 26 October 2009 at 1:55 pm |
Awww so sweet!
And the God’s horn one is too funny! We used to live right next to the siren…ugh..it was awful!