Sometimes children say the most profound and beautiful things. This afternoon Supergirl and were hanging out with my kindle. She was chattering away and I was flipping through recipes. Suddenly she was quiet. She looked up at the Nativity Scene and said, “Jesus is a baby.” I nodded and replied yes this is the time of year when we remember Jesus as a baby.
She pondered a moment longer and declared “Mama, our God is a baby!” That stopped me. I mean it isn’t new information but I had never quite thought about it in that light. Never took the time to think how amazing it is that God was a baby. Most of the time when we hear “God” we think of God the Father. Jesus is the Son. But Supergirl is spot on. Jesus is God so that means that our God is a baby.
This little chatterbox was not finished yet with wisdom proclamations. She had one more for me today: “He had to be our Savior.”
So often I wonder if she understands what she hears at church or the Sunday school lessons or my inconsistent bible lessons and then she has a day like today. She does get it. It’s a paradox how she gets it on both a very basic and yet profoundly deep level at the same time. Jesus is God. Jesus is our Savior. Jesus is a baby. God is a baby who came to be our Savior. So very basic. So very deep.
And then? It’s back to life as I know it. “Mama, can I play Frozen now?” “No.” “But, mama, I want to play.” And later she says “You’re my best Mama, ever!” Why? Because I do spelling with her. She’s a precious reminder of everything good.