My son is almost 6, and my daughter is 2. I find them both to be exhausting in their own ways. My daughter is exhausting because she thinks she needs me nearby and demands my full attention all the time – even when I’m trying to do something like make dinner, or take a shower, or sit down. (This is wonderful and draining at the same time.) My son, Judson, is exhausting because he is at the age of questions – questions about everything and anything and you never know where his mind will go.
One night as we settled in for bedtime, Jud asked me – “If God is Jesus who made Jesus?” Now, my adult brain has trouble wrapping itself around the Holy Trinity. How am I supposed to explain a difficult theological concept to my 6-year-old?
Wikipedia does an OK job here. Unfortunately, my son can’t read yet.
So, I made an attempt – a feeble attempt, I’ll admit. It turned into a somewhat circular conversation. Think the normal back-and-forth of a “which came first – the chicken-or-egg” discussion. But in the end – when I’m left with a headache and no more logic left to spew – my son just believes.
From this encounter I see how educated logic – our human attempt to find reason and explanation and complete understanding – comes in to take over this childlike ability to just believe. Faith like a child, as they say.
People were bringing little children to Jesus for him to place his hands on them, but the disciples rebuked them. When Jesus saw this, he was indignant. He said to them, “Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. Mark 10:13-14
Sometimes we adults need to take a lesson from our kids. We need to stop trying so hard to understand a God that is too big for human logic – and simply believe.