My youngest son when he had just turned four approached me one morning with a most solemn look on his face.
“Daddy,” he said looking up at me. “Can I sit next to you?”
“Of course, honey,” I answered, my heart jumping with joy at the thought of my little boy wanting to be with me. He climbed up and snuggled close to me and then sat still for a moment holding his little toes. He was clearly deep in thought.
“Daddy,” said he, breaking the stillness.
“Yes?” I returned.
“God can play ‘tag’ really good, can’t He?” he asked with utmost seriousness in his expression and tone.
“What do you mean, sweetheart?” I asked, looking into his big eyes.
“If you run away, God can catch you really easy, can’t He?” he explained.
“Hmm,” I said.
“And He can play ‘hide-and-seek’ really good ‘cuz He can see you anywhere you hide, right?”
“Umm,” I said.
“Maybe God could play ‘Freeze Tag’ sometime with us,” he mused thoughtfully rocking back and forth beside me.
“Uh,” I said.
How to respond?
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