Good Like a Medicine

The main reason I’m posting this is because I print my posts, and I want to be able to read it later.Yesterday was the first time Lydia and I had a pretty “substantial” discussion about heaven. I really don’t remember how we got on the subject, but anyway, I was on the floor beside her bed talking to her before her afternoon nap. I think she asked me if she could do something in heaven. I remember saying, “I believe that we will be able to do lots of wonderful things in heaven. We might be able to dance, sing, swim, paint pretty pictures, climb mountains, drink pure water under a big waterfall, take picnics in fields with millions of beautiful flowers that won’t make us sneeze, play games, run and never get tired or hurt, eat lots of really good food, and the best part is doing all of it with Jesus . . . “”Mommy, I want to go to heaven now. Can we go there now?”"No, not unless God invites us to come right now.”"I want to go with you. Are you going to be there?”"Yes, I am.”"Are Nanny and Papa there?”"Yes, right now, they are. But we aren’t. God hasn’t called us there yet.”"Do we take a long trip there? Can Papa and Nanny come get us?”"Well, God’s Word says no one can go from there back to here.”"Oh.”"How can we get there?”"There’s only one way. People sometimes say there are lots of ways, like being really nice, doing good things, being in a special family, or someone telling you that you deserve to go there. But God said that there is only one road. It’s Jesus. He is the road, and we can’t go to heaven unless we go on his road. We have to believe in Jesus as God.”"Oh, okay.” (Singsongy voice) “Can I take my princess crown with me?”"No, we can’t take anything from here to there. God just wants us. He has all new stuff for us that he will share with us when we get there.”She starts wailing.”Lydia! Shhhh! You’re going to wake up Steven.”"But I want to take my crown!”"I promise, Jesus has much better crowns than that in heaven. This isn’t our real home. Heaven is our home.”"Oh? So we’re moving out of this house?”"No, I’ll explain it to you some other time. God has a better house for his children, and if we believe him, we will go there and live there forever.”It was a fabulous conversation, except that ALL DAY LONG today she kept asking me if we were moving and if she could take her toys . . . I love children!

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