The older my son gets the more intrigued I get by the way he sees the world. While he does definitely have some of me in him, [“The bad guys are Democrats!” he will utter as he is playing his Nintendo DS for instance] there is also a lot of “wisdom” that is solely him and that I get a kick out of. All mothers have stories like this. Your kid will say something and you will go, “Hmmm, that is a good point, I never thought of it that way.” So I am going to share some of my child’s wisdom with you.
Satan lives at Union Station
Since that is the title of this piece, let’s start there. Why does Adonai think Satan lives at Union Station? Well it makes sense when you break it down. Hell is a place below us and Satan lives in Hell. Union Station is also underground or below us and since Satan lives below us it must mean he lives at Union Station. Given some of the characters I have run into at Union Station, he just might be right.
As I was walking my son to school one day, we saw a pair of pants in the middle of the street. Not on the sidewalk or near the curb but in the middle of the street. I thought it odd, I had never seen clothing just lying in the middle of the street before like that. So I asked rhetorically, of course, who would get naked in the middle of the street? His reply was “Liberals would.” I almost died laughing. Again I had to agree with him. If anyone was going to get naked in the middle of the street, it would be a liberal.
This is not so much “wisdom” but what he used to call our skeleton. Instead of skeleton, he called it skeleskin. Also when you break it down, it does make a lot more sense. Since the skeleton is beneath a layer of skin, it should be called skeleskin. That is one of my favorite words he created. That and padwin for pattern. Okay padwin has no logic to it whatsoever but it sounds so cute!
We’re Being Read
This was probably the spookiest of them all. One day, he couldn’t have been more than 2 years old, we were walking down the street and he told me. “Mommy, we’re being read.” So I asked him what he meant by that. He went on to explain “We’re in a book and we’re being read.” So I asked him who was reading us. He answered back, “God.” Now I had never addressed the Book of Life with him and neither had anyone else in his life. Yet here he was quoting scripture.
He that overcometh, the same shall be clothed in white raiment; and I will not blot out his name out of the book of life, but I will confess his name before my Father, and before his angels. ~Rev. 3:5
Then again children intutively understand God alot more than adults do as they are much closer to him then we adults will ever be. We lose that intimate relationship as we age but as a child we have perfect faith in our Father in Heaven so it does not surprise he would use my son to quote scripture at me, even if he does not know it. I don’t know what God wanted me to take from that, maybe that he is looking out for us and not to fret because we are always “being read.”
In any case, I just wanted to share my son’s wisdom with you. And I would love to her about your child sages as well. So fill me in.