She and I are running errands together. Not to long before this my mother mentioned that she was a bit saddened that my little girl loved princesses more than Jesus.
Mom has a point. But how do you compete with those she has already met? They have accessories! And I already am not 100% comfortable pointing to any drawing or depiction of Jesus and saying "that's Him" . . .
So I made a conscious effort to speak to and about my relationship with Jesus, and perhaps she will pick up His "realness" just a bit more from me. So back to the car . . .
"I wasn't talking to you, baby, I was talking to Jesus."
"Jesus not here" she says matter of fact.
"No, Jesus is here and He hears you when you talk to Him..
. . pause . . .
"No, Jesus not here. He at church." she says..
"He's here, you just can't see Him, baby girl, like the wind . . . (commence deep theological truths to be explained in 3 year old terms) . . . and He hears us, and when He talks to us you'll hear it in your heart..
"To which she looks down at her sweater that has a heart on it..
"OH! There's my heart!".
Hmmm, think she "got" it?