Did Jesus do it?

What a joy to listen to the questions of a 5 year old! Well, maybe not so much if it is the 100th time he's asked how fast a semi can go, but most of the time the questions are an amazing insight into what goes on in a kid's brain. The family was watching Extreme Makeover Home Edition last night and the little boy on there had brittle bone disease. After explaining to Isaac what it meant to have brittle bones he asked why Jesus made the little boy like that. Come up with an answer to that one will ya!

Maybe a little background will help...Isaac has asked a lot about where God and Jesus live, and we've done our best to explain they are everywhere; including inside us. Well, a 5 year old takes the "inside" you part literally so we get questions like: Why did Jesus make me burp? Did Jesus push a button and make my tummy growl? Why doesn't Jesus stop me from being bad? See literally. Although the fact that he simply accepts the idea that Jesus is inside of him is pretty cool. Maybe there is something to that child like faith once talked about.

So back to his latest question, which is a darn good one if you ask me! Tracy and I simply said we don't know why Jesus made that little boy with bones that break so easily. And that's the truth. Could you explain why some people are born with handicaps and some are born without? We then explained that's why we are so thankful that Jesus has blessed us with health and everything we could possibly want. And we tried to explain a little that seeing people who aren't so lucky should make us thankful and push us to try and help those who aren't so lucky. He simply stared in wonder at the little boy and accepted the answers. Not sure what sunk in, but he was happy.

I'll tell you one thing though...it sure made me glad for all the blessings I have. I had just spoken Sunday morning about being in awe of God, and I was certainly awed at that time because I have so much! Let us all thank God for what we have and remember those who aren't as blessed.

2 months!

I have to apologize...it has been almost 2 months since I updated this blog. I could blame the hectic pace of the Lenten season and then Easter week and all that, but in the end it is just a lame excuse. So I guess the only blame should fall on me...I was too lazy or just plain forgot. Plus, today is quite a day to put my thoughts down on a blog.

Osama Bin Laden has finally been killed. I find my feelings being mixed. Don't get me wrong...I detested the man and what he stood for. The atrocities that he was accused of and had a hand in planning are horrible, and he deserved to be brought to justice. I've always been fascinated by this extreme group and how a lot of their attacks are on the people and religion they purport to defend. I want to stress this is an extreme group and in no way represents the Islamic religion. There have been a lot of terrible things done in the name of Christianity, and I certainly wouldn't want my faith defined by those extremists...would you?

It is hard to put into words why I seem to have mixed feelings. I do not feel sorry for Bin Laden or his family I guess. I believe it is a good thing he is gone...maybe I just feel a little put off by the outright joy we find in the death of another human being no matter how disgusting his/her actions might have been. I don't know...maybe I just ate some bad eggs for breakfast.

Maybe I just want us to be more aware that Jesus talked a lot more about love and forgiveness then revenge and justice. Again I'm not defending what-so-ever what Osama did, but I think I'm reacting to how easily we can find joy in violence. Oh well...that's what's rolling around in my head this morning, and things might change by the afternoon. You'll have to check out the post next week to see what's going on.