The past two nights, Lucas has woken me up, several times, for the most seemingly random conversations. The first time, I woke up to a couple pats on my arm and the face of my sweet Lucas hovering nearby. "I'm scared, Mommy," he said. "My room is too dark".
I stumbled out of bed, bleary eyed and drowsy to find a nightlight; after all, Mommy can fix any problem. Once the soft glow calmed Lucas fears and I had him tucked safely back in bed, I reminded him that when he is scared, he can pray to Jesus, who always hears him. Lucas then asked me where Jesus lives. Then he said, "Why did Jesus have to die on a cross?" I did my best, at 3:30 in the morning, to explain our need for salvation in a way his 4 year old mind could understand. Lucas then asked me if we will die one day, to which I replied, yes. Lucas had a look of fear in his eyes, and then said, "but we won't be together anymore". I was touched by his love for our family. Again, I told him that because Daddy and I believe in Jesus and have accepted his gift of salvation, we will go to heaven when we die and I pray that one day Lucas and Ava will accept His gift.
Lucas seemed okay with my answer. I was rather shocked by this deep, random conversation. I didn't know what to expect next, when Lucas looked at me and said "Do you think God has a really big lollipop?"
I kissed him goodnight and went back to bed marveling at the amazing conversation we just shared.
Last night, I was woken up at 12:47, 3:31, and 6:44. Each time, Lucas asked me to find his stuffed kitty cat. The first time, I walked through the house looking for the beloved animal. The second time, I told Lucas I couldn't find it and the third wake up call, I told him to go find his Daddy.
As much as I'm enjoying this interesting and endearing time with Lucas, I really hope he lets me sleep tonight!
I stumbled out of bed, bleary eyed and drowsy to find a nightlight; after all, Mommy can fix any problem. Once the soft glow calmed Lucas fears and I had him tucked safely back in bed, I reminded him that when he is scared, he can pray to Jesus, who always hears him. Lucas then asked me where Jesus lives. Then he said, "Why did Jesus have to die on a cross?" I did my best, at 3:30 in the morning, to explain our need for salvation in a way his 4 year old mind could understand. Lucas then asked me if we will die one day, to which I replied, yes. Lucas had a look of fear in his eyes, and then said, "but we won't be together anymore". I was touched by his love for our family. Again, I told him that because Daddy and I believe in Jesus and have accepted his gift of salvation, we will go to heaven when we die and I pray that one day Lucas and Ava will accept His gift.
Lucas seemed okay with my answer. I was rather shocked by this deep, random conversation. I didn't know what to expect next, when Lucas looked at me and said "Do you think God has a really big lollipop?"
I kissed him goodnight and went back to bed marveling at the amazing conversation we just shared.
Last night, I was woken up at 12:47, 3:31, and 6:44. Each time, Lucas asked me to find his stuffed kitty cat. The first time, I walked through the house looking for the beloved animal. The second time, I told Lucas I couldn't find it and the third wake up call, I told him to go find his Daddy.
As much as I'm enjoying this interesting and endearing time with Lucas, I really hope he lets me sleep tonight!
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