Yes

Being in an orphanage can do weird things to a person’s ability to process time. Understanding when an event happened and in what order it happened turns out to be something we develop through the sequences and changes of everyday life. Nothing changes in an orphanage, and no one actually knows their beginnings.  It’s like the old movie, Groundhog Day, for years on end.

This whole problem led to my youngest son, Leo, trying to wrap his mind around Noah and the ark. He couldn’t quite understand why Noah wasn’t in the ark. Everything operates in the present for him.

This is where it gets interesting.

Have you ever tried to explain the birth, death, resurrection, and earthly return of Jesus Christ to two kids who are bumfuzzled by past, present, and future?

This was the conversation we were having last Sunday morning on the way to worship.

​Noah
To
Jesus
 
Oh, let’s not forget trying to explain that we all have a spirit that goes to Heaven when we die. My babies are concrete thinkers.
 
I reluctantly decided that ghost was a good way to get my point across. Then, panic ensued. Clearly, we will all be blind in Heaven because ghosts don’t have eyes that work.
 
I can’t make this stuff up.
 
Then, something happened. My boys started talking about their brother. The one they’ve never met. The one that’s in Heaven. They’re sure that they know him. I’m sure it’s because he’s never far from our thoughts and always part of our conversations.  
 
I know him, said one boy from the back seat.
 
By this time, I had gotten to the rapture, and we had gotten over the idea that we would all be struck with sudden blindness upon arriving in Heaven.
 
Your spirit will be joined with a new body. Jesus will give us all a new body.
 
Even, Miles?
 
Yes, even Miles.
 
YEEEEEESSSSS!
 
If I had said we were getting on a bus to go see Miles, I’m sure the excitement would not have been any different.
 
My boys have childlike faith—the kind that Jesus says we all need—the kind that I need.
 
It’s the kind of faith that makes us look forward to the day.
It’s the kind of faith that makes us soak up every opportunity to love on others.
It’s the kind of faith that makes us thankful for everything—even the bad stuff.
It’s the kind of faith that makes us aware of our limited time and drives us to leave a Christ mark.
 
And, it’s the kind of faith that reminds us that this isn’t it, and there’s going to be a YEEEEESSSSS moment that will be heard through all eternity.