The Deception of this Generation
Today Em and I were playing at City Park, enjoying the beautiful autumn day. She quickly met a brother and sister duo playing that invited her to jump on the tire swing for a whirl. Of course I was summoned to push faster, faster, faster. The little girl told Emily she also had a baby brother, to which Emily replied that she, too, had a little "brudder" Noah who was in the hospital. The girl, Somalia, asked me why Noah was in the hospital and I said that the doctors don't know but that God does and we trust Him. I asked them if they knew God and the little brother said yes, he's Moses. I said no, Moses was a man of God, but he wasn't God. Then he said out of the blue that Jesus killed people, that the Bible even said so. I said that Jesus did not kill people but loved everyone, raised people from the dead and healed the sick. I said that Jesus came to restore man's relationship back to God. He said, "Nuh uh". I said, "Uh huh. Well, actually, yes He did. I've read the Bible several times and Jesus never killed anyone, He only loved." Then the big sister told me that they practice old Egyptian religion and that they pray to their ancestors every morning and that it's kind of fun...LATER, in the car, Emily asked me what they believed, why they believed what they did and who they prayed to. I told her that they basically pray to their dead grammas and grampas to help them and guide them. She said, "That doesn't even make sense...they just don't know...we can just talk to God." Simply spoken. Emily, the 4 yr old theologian.