'Dear God'-From Emery

Yesterday I was a little burdened, in a healthy way, about how Neal and I can continue make God real to Emery. I want to make sure we don't create God to be a small god, who is stuck in a box, powerless, that rules with an iron rod and lacks the ability of relation with His children on earth.

I know that only God himself and the Holy Spirit can truly reveal themselves to Emery but as her parents we have the responsibility and privilege to express to her, teach her and represent the Trinity in a way that is real to her.  Lately I've been wondering if all of our talk about God and Jesus are really sinking in and if we are being a good enough example to her, after all, actions speak louder then words.  God answered my heart's curiosity this morning by this short conversation :)

'Mommy? Can I write a message?'

'Of course Emery!' 

After a few minutes of scribbling in her journal she walked her letter over to me and told me she'd like to read it to me and this is what it said,

'Dear God,
I hope I get to see you in the night, the morning and every day. 
I want to hear you, see you and feel you in my heart every day and every night. 
I wish you could come to me. I want to see you in my heart and I wish
 my brother could see you too!'

I proceeded to tell her how happy God is at that moment in time. That His heart is over-flowing with joy that His daughter wants to see Him, know Him and be with Him.   I said, 'I bet He is dancing around Heaven right now!' of which she responded, 'I bet He's having a dance party!!!!'

The whole reason I started my blog was to journal my thoughts, prayers and God's goodness as a record to Emery (and anyone else God sees fit) one day.  I pulled out all of my hand-written notes and journal entries from when I was a teenager to encourage her to continue to write messages to God and her response was, 'Wow, that's a lot of notes to God!' She then decided to designate her own folder of notes to God and Jesus :-)

I know this will be one of the most beautiful, precious conversations and moments in my life! 

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