There are so many questions at this age. Is it babyish to believe that God is good? Is there really a Santa? Can somebody really remember me at Christmas time? We are very blessed by many Santas this year. While we baked the holiday cookies, it was a good time to orient a questioning 9 yr. old to the reality of Gods goodness in the beauty of the season. Whatever we get is never enough when we are greedy and whatever we get is always a surprise when we are expecting nothing. Love teaches that it is a good God who is always giving. The wondrous sunrises that He stays up all night to paint for us, The love of family that He blows his goodness into, we take for granted, but somehow, when we put something in a box and put a bow on top, we remember that God is good.
King David was a man and he was unashamedly manly in his exuberance for God as a boy, as a man, as a shepherd as a brother, as a shepherd and finally as a king. Faith is not babyish, my boy!
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