"Yea; have ye never read, Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings thou has perfected praise?" Matthew 21:16
One day, my son lay curled up on the couch beside me playing with a toy while I read the Bible. He looked up and said,
"God is talking."
Startled, I looked at him and wondered where that had come from. It took me a few moments to think of a good response. "Why would you say that?"
I can't remember the exact wording my son used, but the gist was, "Because God talks to us through the Bible."
Out of the mouth of babes. Was the first thing that came to mind. I was blown away.
So often I read the Bible and forget God is talking to me. It's not just His Word. It's not just something God said in the past, but it's active, taking place now. How many times does the Bible say, "Thus saith the Lord"? And for some reason, I've read it as thus said the Lord when it is really presence tense not past tense.
When we read the Bible, God is speaking to us. Not just that He once spoke these words, but that He is speaking right now.
Apparently, this is a lesson I needed to learn more than once. A few months later, I was wrestling with my obedience. God was laying heavy on my heart that I'd skipped several days with Him. But it's Sunday. I just saw You in church.
Do you know what God said? "But what about our time together. Just us?"
So, I picked up my Bible and began to read, but I was struggling to concentrate. Trying to keep my mind on the task at hand. And doesn't that scream so much when one calls devotions a task?
My littlest came over and stood before me, silently asking to sit in my lap. I wasn't on the couch where he could snuggle into my side, so I shuffled the Bible over a little so he could sit on my lap while I tried to finish my chapter. We sat there for a little bit before,
My son looks up from his toy and asks, "What is God saying?"
My heart was smitten all over again. I was there, but my heart wasn't in the reading. The words were floating around, not striking deep inside me. I remembered the start of the Psalm, but my attention had wandered in the latter part.
I couldn't answer his question. I didn't know.
So, I stopped. Looked back and remembered. Then I was able to have a sweet moment with my son as we shared what God was saying.
My devotions was turned upside down all because my little boy asked me a question. Thank the Lord for little boys and their probing insights.
Dear reader, what is God saying to you?
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