My daughter, who is 3 years old, starting crying during her nap. I went in her bedroom to check on her and to see what was wrong.
“I need Jesus,” she told me. I was intrigued by this newfound theological insight from a 3 year old. We have been telling her over the last few weeks that she has sin in her heart and she needs Jesus, but I wasn’t expecting the moment to come this soon.
“What does he look like?”
“I dunno. He’s under my blanket.” This time I pulled her blankets and, sure enough, out dropped a tiny Veggie Tale character from the Christmas nativity set. This was the Veggie version of baby Jesus that was so tiny she lost it in the wrinkle of her sheets.
I’ll keep praying for the real thing to happen soon enough.