Strawberry Face {and faith}

The other day Bubby brought me my Bible. I had read something from it that morning, but he must have seen me putting it down, and his curiosity must have made him wonder more about it.

He loves books.

He crawled up next to me, and placed it in my lap, looked up at me and said “Reeead?

My heart was a puddle. I read to him. Until this moment I had forgotten, that when I was carrying him I would read Psalm 1 to him everyday.


I don’t know when I stopped, or why.

But it made me wonder a lot.

How do you raise your son to love the God you know?

To love him, to want to serve him…

to believe that when your world comes crashing down – there is a God that says to cast your care upon him, because he cares for you?

Does any amount of reading teach him this?

Does any amount of discipline, guidance?

Does any amount of love?

I worry I am not doing enough to share the love of God that my heart has come to know. To think about the love of God makes me tear up, because I can remember the times he has shown me his love, and I didn’t deserve it. How can you not love a God like that?

But does any amount of testimony teach him this love?

But I think to find that answer, I have to ask the question again.

How do I teach him to love the God that has been there for me?

Perhaps it is living this love.

And believing that the word of God does not come back void.

Trusting God, and reciprocating the action God calls us to do, to cast these cares on him.

Placing even my two year old’s heart in the palm of his hand. That one day, he might learn to love and trust this God – more than his mama was ever able to.

And that one day Bubby will be able to witness just how good our God is, and fall in love with him all on his own.

Maybe in reality, it starts with me.

And the Lord direct your hearts into the love of God, and into the patient waiting for Christ. - 2 Thessalonians 3:5

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  1. 1

    This is beautiful Fran… and has sent me on a soul search for those answers of my own… thank you for this… the tender reminder… God is amazing! Love & hugs! And those are the most precious strawberry lips and cheeks ever! xoxo!

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    Beth says:

    I’ve thought about this a lot. I so want our child(ren?) to love God…but I know that that’s not really something that can be taught, and definitely not something that can be forced.

    I think you’ve hit the nail on the head, though. The living, believing, trusting, and surrendering — those are not what will teach our kids to love God, but what will *show* them God’s love. I think that’s better than teaching, although I know that teaching will play a good role in there.

    I don’t know if that makes sense. Anyway, if it doesn’t, what I’m saying is — I totally agree with you. It’s hard, because it’s hard to let God’s love shine through us sometimes, and hard because we want our children to know God so deeply. But I think what you’ve said is the answer.

    Beautiful post, and your little guy is adorable.
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    This is beautiful….and I think I struggle with this every day. Knowing that I have to be living my life to show Christ to my son, and sometimes getting too wrapped up in life to remember to do that well. Knowing hes always watching and learning. Not wanting to fail him. Not wanting to fail my savior either in teaching this tiny soul that He has entrusted me with. I know, I feel these things too.
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    Mary_M says:

    I think you have nailed it: living God’s love will lead your son to seak more of His love.
    Beautiful post.

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    Stephanie D says:

    Right on!! Live it and show him His love through you. Yes we go to church and yes my son learns about God at church but I talk about God to him. I talk about how much God loves me and has given me a second chance at life to be his Mommy. I talk about Heaven and death and how wonderful it will be and to not be scared because what will be waiting for him is amazing.

    The other week we were in the car and I randomly asked him “who loves you?” and his answer was “God!”. Not me or his Dad or even Nana first, no God loves him first!! My heart melted.
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