After praying with Cuthbert this evening, the conversation went something like this…
Cuthbert: If God can see what we’re doing now, where is he?
Me: Well, God is special because he is everywhere at the same time.
Cuthbert: Is he in my bedroom?
Me: Yes, he is – but you can’t see him.
Cuthbert: Is mummy God?
Me: No, mummy isn’t God.
Cuthbert: Are you God, daddy?
Me: No, I’m not God.
Cuthbert (looking behind the curtains): Is God behind here? I can’t see him. Is he outside the window?
Me: Well, he’s everywhere all at once. And he loves you very much. And so do I. Night Night!
I’m sure there’s a better explanation for a 4 year old…
Would anybody like to suggest one?
Today I thank God for…
…the sound of Cuthbert singing his version of the Lord’s prayer at bed-time, getting words muddled up and missing a few out – just so lovely!
…Dibble’s new shoes, his first solo steps, and the new words every day – favourites at the moment are ‘noo shoos, noo shoos’ and ‘kok-lok’ (new shoes and chocolate!)
…McGrew’s certificate of achievement from school – for trying hard to learn his letter sounds – we’re so proud of him
…the thrill and sheer excitement on all 3 boys’ faces as we sat at the front of the metro and went through the long tunnel underneath Newcastle (‘look, daddy – a station inside the tunnel!’)
…the joy of trying to catch leaves with the boys as they blew off the trees in Jesmond Dene yesterday
For these, and many others, I thank God.
I’ve not posted on here for a while.
The days just seem to fly by and there just doesn’t seem to be the time to get on here much at all…
The last couple of weeks seem to have been a bit of a struggle.
Don’t get me wrong – there have been some fantastic bits too – but those seem to be out-numbered by ever more frequent episodes of struggle.
Lots of little things which mass together.
Doing the opposite of what we ask.
Refusing to do what we ask.
Ignoring us when we ask.
Tears when we ask.
I’m sure it will get better.
Just a wee bit difficult to see things objectively at times.
Needless to say, the ‘thinking step’ is getting a lot of use at the moment!
And we’re not dishing up as many portions of pudding as we might.