When we plant seeds of truth in the hearts of our little ones, those seeds grow and blossom into the most beautiful, simplistic perspectives on the Kingdom.
“I fear, lest somehow, as the serpent deceived Eve by his craftiness, so your minds may be corrupted from the simplicity that is in Christ.” 2 Cor. 11:3
So we were at Costco the other day, and passed by a grotesque halloween display with three ugly witches with light up eyes that were stirring a big pot (almost life size). Like, really, Costco? But anyways, I saw them first, and was curious how 4 year old Miles would react to such a scene. I looked down at him at about the same time they fell into his line of vision and he immediately shrunk back in fear. I jumped in to explain that 1) They’re not real and 2) Anyways we don’t have to be afraid of anything, “real” or not. As we walked away, we talked about facing our fears and saying, “I’m not afraid of you!” because Jesus is like a lion that roars at things that try to make us afraid or harm us.
We left the store and I was a little nervous that he may continue to be afraid or have nightmares. After dinner I had some worship music on (“The Throne” by Lisa Gottshall and Justin Rizzo…amazing song, you should check it out) and out of the blue Miles said, “Mom, they’re singing that so we don’t have to be afraid.” And the lyrics of the song are basically singing “Holy, holy, holy” to God on the throne. My heart was touched by his tender perceptiveness as he recognized that glorifying God casts out fear.
“Mom, they’re singing that so we don’t have to be afraid.”
Again at bedtime we talked and prayed and thanked Jesus that we didn’t have to be afraid of anything, and we practiced imagining Jesus as a lion sitting beside us as we sleep and protecting us. I left the room kind of holding my breath (I vividly remember being absolutely terrified of witches as a child, complete with nightmares)…
but alas, no tears or waking up in the night.
It’s been a few days now, and he still makes references to the “light up eyes” or the “big pot,” so I know he’s still processing that event. This morning at breakfast, though, he is talking talking talking (and I must have been tuning him out-gasp!-because my ears perked up when he said confidently, “but we don’t have to be afraid of anything, because Jesus is WITH us.”
And I paused as his words preached right to my heart, and the truth of his words sunk in deep, and blessed my soul to TRUST the Lord with all of my big “grown up” concerns. Because it really is that simple. I don’t have to be afraid (or nervous, anxious, or terrified) of anything. I may not be scared by a fake mechanized witch, but if my son can face something that makes him want to run away in fright, and instead says, “I’M NOT AFRAID OF YOU!” then I can look in the face my big-girl fears and say “I’M NOT AFRAID OF YOU!” because Jesus. Is. With. Me. I guess it really is that simple.
So thanks, fake costco witches, for helping us remember how simple things really are.