Hayden (4) randomly burst out in prayer this afternoon in the car, asking Jesus to give us a safe trip to Auntie's house.
Our conversation drifted to having Jesus in your heart. Then he says, "Ya, but when I'm 4, I don't want Jesus in my heart."
Me: "oh, ya? Why not?"
H: "Because, it would make me go TOO SLOW on my big wheel to have Jesus in my heart."
Me: (laughing OUT LOUD in my minivan)..."Oh, I see" I pathetically tried to help him understand that a big adult Jesus is not going to hop inside his body, but the Holy Spirit is what lives in our hearts.
Try explaining the Holy Spirit to a 4 year old...apparently, I need to brush up on my theology, because, he still didn't get it. Oh well. I guess I just need to pray :)
It reminded me of a simlar conversation this summer between H and my nephew, also 4 in the "way way back" of the van that Matt and I overheard.
Hayden said, randomly: "sterling, do you have Jesus in your heart?"
Hayden: "ME EITHER!" followed by a huge amount of giggling from both parties, like they had some secret from us or something. Matt and I looked at eachother and laughed.
I hope it's not a pattern! :)