Out of the mouths of babes...

Well, I haven't blogged in a while, and my little ones have been saying some remarkable things.  I thought I need to document some of these so I don't forget.  Kids often surprise us in the words that come out of their mouths.  Most of the time, they are blatantly honest.

This was a crazy car moment.  We have plenty of these moments as well! Ha!

The car is one place where our kids talk, and talk, and talk, and talk.  Did I mention they talk in the car?    We don't have a DVD player to entertain them while driving, so we often have great conversations.  Yesterday was one of those days.

It was Harry, Silas, Owen, and me.  As most of you know, Owen does most of the listening, so this conversation was between Silas, Harry, and me.  Their great-grandad Harry had just bought them Happy Meals, which is a treat around our house.  Grandad was not in the car with us, but he was the topic of conversation.  Those of you who know my grandad will appreciate this.

Me: "You know what you should tell Grandad for getting the happy meals for you?"

Harry:"Yes, we should tell him thank you."

Silas: " Ya, we should do that.  He is so nice.  I love Grandad.  I'm probably gonna cry when he dies."

It was a moment I wish I could have recorded.  Silas meant what he said with all his heart.  The love my little boy has in his heart is immense.  It amazes me how children think.

We continued to discuss how the toy in the happy meal would only be fun for a while, and then they would want a new toy.  I reminded them that our joy does not come from stuff, but from God.  The conversation was starting to get deep. Ha! I don't remember everything I said, but I do remember this...

Silas: " Well, we can't see God, but I still love him, and I know he exists."

I reaffirmed what he said, and talked about how we can see God through creation, etc.  I was just blown away by him using the word "exists." It was a great reminder to me also.  I love how the Holy Spirit uses moments like these to remind me that He is in control, and to remind me of the grace I have been freely given.

 I can see God working in the hearts of my kids.  I love it.  I love my kids bonding with their great-grandparents.  I love car conversations.