I thought I would share a rather funny story that I heard about my brother-in-law and my nephew (who is 2 1/2 years old). Last week they were walking through their church on the way to talk to the secretary about my niece going there for pre-school in the fall. As they were walking down the hall, the conversation went something like this:
Nephew: Dad, I just saw God.
Brother-in-law: You did? Where?
N: Right there, He went around the corner.
BIL: Okay. (At this point they turned the corner and saw the priest, with white hair and a white beard, wearing a white vestment, in the hallway.)
BIL: Hey, do you want to go talk to him?
N: Only if you hold me! (They proceed to walk up to the priest and have a conversation. The priest asks him about the boo-boo on his forehead and N explains that he fell. They then walk away).
BIL: (N is in the process of being potty trained) N, do you have to go to the bathroom.
N: I already did.
BIL: When did you go?
N: When I saw God.
I personally think that my nephew just experienced something we might all experience when we see God face to face!!
The next day N told his mom that the boo-boo on his forehead was all better because God healed it. Oh, that we could all have the faith and simplicity of a child (as long as we can retain our bladder control!)