7 Ways Children Teach Us About God

If you are a parent, a Godparent or just the cool aunt, you know both the joy and challenges that children bring to life. If you believe in God, you probably also feel a responsibility to help raise these kids in a healthy way that teaches them about your faith.
This is fantastic, but have you taken a step back to consider what these same children teach us about God everyday?
Give it Some Thought
Really, you don’t have to be a deep thinker or get all dogmatic about it. Just make a small effort to “zone in” and observe how you interact with the children in your life. I took this opportunity myself, and I was amazed at all I learned about myself and my relationship with the “Big Guy” upstairs.
I do not intend to share an exhaustive list here. Instead, I want to get your mind started in the right direction so you can better appreciate the very cool way that God communicates to us through the simplest relationships in our lives.
Kids Enjoy the Simple Things
Like many families with small children, we spent last weekend walking around our neighborhood collecting enough candy to feed an army of small, hyper sugar addicts. For my wife and I, trick-or-treating with the kids is fun, but it really seems more-or-less like an obligatory duty that we know comes about at the end of each October.
It’s routine and simple, and I frankly did not see the event as a big deal.
A Lesson from the Little One
Well, my son helped to change my perspective a bit. As the preschool Halloween crafts and parties started up the preceding week and the “scary” cartoons became the only thing on children’s television channels, his excitement was obvious. I figured he was excited about getting to dress up and eat his weight in candy. As it turns out, this was not the basis of his elation.
One evening, my son, in his sweetest four-year-old voice, told me he loved trick-or-treating with me. As he lay in bed attempting to prolong the time before he finally had to go to sleep, he expressed his feelings and recalled dozens of memories that I had long forgotten or at least pushed to the back of my mind.
37 Family Things to Do at Home on a Rainy Sunday
It occurred to me recently how dependent our family had become on getting out of the house. While I love playing outside with the kids or taking bike rides on a sunny day, the majority of this time was spent doing “busy work.” We spend a lot of time in the car driving from place to place, eating at restaurants or my personal favorite (not so much)…shopping!
Even worse, when we do have the opportunity to spend some time at home with our young children, we all too often find ourselves sitting in front of the TV or at best spread around the house doing our own thing. The kids color, Daddy’s on Facebook and Mommy is fixing a snack. We are not engaged in our relationships with each other at these times.
A recent Sunday afternoon afforded the opportunity for some reflection. It was raining, the kids were bored and Mommy and Daddy were quite miserable with a mild case of “cabin fever.” Now, we know that God proclaimed Sunday as a day of rest, but this seemed ridiculous! We had become a family that we would quickly criticize if we were judging their actions.
Be Consistent with Child Discipline or Be in the Doghouse!

Our family enjoyed a (mostly) relaxing Labor Day weekend spent camping, fishing and visiting with lots of family. However, due to my own shortcomings, the trip ended on a bit of a sour note that reminded me of the importance of good listening (especially to my dear wife…who will likely read this at some point…did I mention she is beautiful?) and consistency when disciplining our children.
It all started innocently enough. My son was enjoying some morning fishing time with his Grandpa, and he developed an affinity (okay, maybe borderline obsession) with the plastic “fishy” fishing lures in the tackle box he was supposed to be sitting on. Don’t worry, these were without hooks so they were mostly safe if you discount their apparent addictive properties.
So, we have a four-year-old boy rapidly “collecting” small plastic fish of a truly alluring variety. Well, at some point a limit was established and the little guy was mostly okay with his three new pets. A bit later, he decided he needed just one more fish (or so I thought), a small piece of sparkly gold in his eyes.











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