We went out to dinner last week at a restaurant that gives away balloons to the kids. Mira chose a red balloon. We made it safely home with the balloon, but when we got out of the car, Mira let the balloon go, not realizing it would float away.
She started crying when she saw her balloon heading skyward. I told her there was no way I could get it and that the balloon would just keep rising. Mira looked at me and said, "Will my balloon go up to God?" I said I was sure it could reach him if it kept rising. Mira stopped crying and said she was really happy God was going to get her balloon to play with.
Ever since she started church school this year, she's really embraced the idea of God. I even came clean and told her one day that Quincy wasn't really "on a farm" like we'd told her when he had been put to sleep (hey, she was only 3!). But that Quincy was actually with God in heaven. I think she understands and is okay with knowing this. That makes me happy too.
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chesney has scripture class each week at school and is fasinated with what god has made and done in the world- she thinks the idea of one day becoming an angel is very interesting.
What a great story!! It is hard to look at a balloon going up-up-up and you can't do anything about it. Love, Grandma
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