God’s not dead

*warning VERY long blog post*

so on our way to Life Group the other night me and Geno had the most interesting conversation. it sprung from a conversation i had with another person about faith and God himself.

it went as followed.

Me: geno, I have a question to ask you.

Geno: okay….

Me: how do you know God is real? 

*he thought a little on every answer. He didn’t just say the first thing that came to his mind every time*

Geno: because I learn about Him. 

Me: you learn about him. well okay lets pretend i’m a friend and i’m asking you these question what would you say? —-How do you know that what you are learning is real?

Geno: because it is in the bible.

Me: the bible? how do you know the bible is real and not fiction? 

Geno: because the people in the bible were real people and they wrote stuff down. 

Me: okay, but how do know that what you are learning is truth and not some lies people are teaching you. 

Geno: because I praise him.

Me: you praise him? 

Geno: yeah, like when we worship that’s what I mean.

Me: well that’s something you do if you believe in something but how do you know?

Geno: God gave us Jesus. He died on the cross for our sins.

Me: OH! so you believe in Jesus. how do you know Jesus is real? like- You praise him and believe Jesus died in your place because you’ve…..fill in the blank

Geno: Hmm…i’m not sure

Me: well did you see something or feel something? like how do you know God. is. real?

Geno: MIRACLES!

Me: miracles? like what?

Geno: like food, water, and heat!

Me: well, doesn’t your mommy and daddy work hard to provide all those things?

Geno: yeah but like first God did, like I think it was just water and then everything else….

Me: oh so like you believe He created the whole world

Geno: yeah!

Me: okay so what would you say to me if I was your friend and I said, ” how do I believe in this Jesus too?”

Geno: You can come to my church and you say a prayer and ask Jesus into your heart.

Me: well can I do it? can you help me say the prayer?

Geno: kinda…I don’t know all the words.

Me: well can you just say the same prayer you said with your mommy or daddy? can you help me say what you remember?

Geno: yeah, i’ll try.

Me: so what do I do?

Geno: first you fold your hands…

Me: okay… 

Geno: okay “dear Jesus, (I repeated after him) come into my heart. I want to be a follower of you…..”ahhh….. I don’t know the rest

Me: (being mom) okay maybe say then- please forgive me of all the bad stuff I did and help me do better from this moment on!

*he repeated and then said amen*

Me: amen!

Geno: but there’s one other thing you gotta do.

Me: there is??

Geno: you gotta get baptized.

Me: baptized…whats that?

Geno: its went you become a new person.

Me: did you get baptized?

Geno: no not yet.

Me: well why?

Geno: because I’m kinda still thinking about it.

Me: well why do you want to?

Geno: because I want all the old me and all the ‘bad’ stuff washed away and I want to be a NEW ME!

Me: who do I ask about being baptized?

Geno: mommy I don’t know that one…

Me: okay well you probably should talk to Pastor tell him you want to be baptized and he’ll set a date for it. 

 

that’s basically when we pulled into the church. but I was totally astonished with the answers he was giving me. Mind you, he’s ONLY 7 so he never really answered my question of how he knows God is real.  the answer I didn’t really want to get was, “because you and daddy tell him he’s real” never once did he say anything like that during the conversation.

I suspect a few things….He knows that God is real but he can’t explain why beucase he has the mind of a 7 year old. He just knows. you know that, “I know that I know” feeling or He really hasn’t had any ‘experiences’ to really anchor his faith yet.

of course… HE’S ONLY SEVEN!!!!!

part of me was wondering if I should even be having this conversation with a 7 year old. but at the same time this is honestly a normal conversation I would have with him, even though he is little. I always challenge him in his faith and make him think about what God could be saying. He knows that its a safe place and a safe conversation because i’m not going to make him feel ashamed if he doesn’t have the answers or even if he doesn’t hear anything or see anything.

raw moment here:

Jonathan and I have seen our friends and youth in church grow up to become adults and fall away. what ever happened to “train up a child??”

We are left with wonder and questions… mainly we question why are we different than the rest. we have doubts just like anybody else. why do we still believe? I don’t want this to happen to Geno. I know there’s really nothing I CAN do. Its Geno’s choice and God’s the only one who can change hearts and minds.

maybe at certain points in life you need to stop and have this conversation with your kids. Don’t just assume they understand or even believe just because they are going to church every sunday or even their WHOLE lives!

always point to God first. yes- we work hard to put food on the table, but the Lord is the ultimate provider and I do believe that Geno understands that.

what do you think? let me know your thoughts. give me some encouragement!