Bethany makes us laugh every day. She comes up with creative ideas and communicates them so very clearly to us. Because it's Sunday, and we went to church this morning, I'll include church themed conversations we've had with her... This was my conversation with her today in the car on our way home from Sunday School.
"Can you remember the verse you learned in Sunday school today? "The Lord your God will be with you..."
"Wherever you go!"
"Awesome. Does that mean He's with us in the car?"
"Yes."
"And when we go to the park? And the grocery store?"
"Yes."
"If He's with us wherever we go, does that mean we can talk to Him whenever we want?"
"Yes."
"And how do we talk to God?"
"We could email Him."
And last week, she told me all about the story she learned from the Bible.
"Bethany, what did you learn about in Sunday School today?"
"We learned about Joseph."
"Oh, and what did you learn about Joseph?"
"That his daddy gave him a coat."
"Really, what was special about the coat?"
"It had lots of colors on it."
"And what did Joseph's brothers do to him?"
"They took his coat and ripped it up."
"Then what happened?"
"Then Jesus, you know Jesus, he taped it back together. How nice was that?!"
Her details get a little mixed up, but she seems to understand some of the concepts in Scripture. Here's my personal favorite...
Bethany was playing in the living room a couple weeks ago, and she had made a slide out of a box lid. Many of her dolls were enjoying a ride down, but when she tried, I told her that she was too big and would ruin the lid. She kept doing it, and I warned her again that if she couldn't be responsible with it, she would lose the privilege of playing with it. She slid down it one more time, and I took the lid away. She said, "Mama, can I please have one more chance?" I responded, "No, you weren't responsible with it, so you lost it." It was quiet for a couple seconds. Then she asked so matter of factly, "Mama, what does mercy mean?" I chuckled to myself and said, "You tell me. What does mercy mean?" She replied, "It's when you give someone another chance." Now I couldn't contain my laughter and told her that was right on. She then asked for mercy, and I couldn't resist. We've had many similar conversations since. She'll get in trouble and ask through tears, "Mama, can I please have mercy?" I've had to explain that God always gives us mercy, but people don't.
