A frustrating thing for me right now is: Bible Stories. (Yes, my life is simple) Seriously, Elena picks the weirdest stories to fall in love with. If they weren’t Bible stories, you can bet your life I would say something like “That is such a silly and pointless story, sorry kiddo, not going to read it to you.”
Since you can’t do that with Stories of the Good Book, I just swallow and read over and over the grim tail of Samson, how he went on a killing spree, and his head got shaved, his eyes got gouged out, and then the happy ending in which he pushes over the pillars and kills everyone. Just lovely.
On the last page there are pictures of terrified people running down the temple steps while the walls are crumbling down. Elena always asks about these people and what they’re doing, and where they’re going. And I say “Oh they’re just getting killed. Samson was filled with the Holy Spirit so he could kill all the people.” If nothing else it’s caused me to pull out the Bible and read the story of Samson over and over and try to find meaning in it.
Is it weird to anyone that the same God would fill someone with the Spirit and cause him to do something, that if done today, we would point to it as an obvious lack of the Spirit? Anyone follow?
And as far as teaching my kids theology, I think they are seriously going to be messed up. First off, I used that wonderful old cliché. “Jesus is in our hearts”. So of course Elena wants to know what he’s doing in there. So when I used that phrase immediately I was all annoyed at myself, so I made it worse by saying “Oh, he’s probably just playing baseball in there”. (I know, can you be a worse parent? I’m thinking of erasing this since it reflects badly on me. Oh well, I’ll keep it real.)
Tonight Elena goes: “Jesus is playing in my heart. But what is God doing?”
Me: “He’s in your heart too. I guess. Well actually, I don’t know.”
Elena: “What’s he doing in my heart?”
Me: “I don’t know.”
Elena: “I guess he’s working on the computer in my heart.”
Yup, kid that works for me. Theology? I’m sure she’ll teach me more than I teach her.