If Jesus Came....

Lately, Warren has been waking up in the night scared of the "shadows" he sees in his room. We have had lots of prayers and talks about the shadows. The thing that has seemed to help the most is to just compare the shadows to silly things like rocks and trees. I always tell him that shadows are like rocks and trees because they don't have arms, legs or faces. They cannot move. They just sit there. That would be silly to be afraid of a rock or a tree don't you think? Then he laughs and we joke a little more.

At bedtime each night Warren gets a book of his choice to read, followed by scripture reading. Instead of scriptures tonight, we read a new book that I bought him today. It was entitled If Jesus Came To Visit Me. I was totally fightin' back the tears.

Here is how it goes:

If Jesus came to visit me,

I know just what I'd do.

I'd wrap my arms around him tight

And say, "I'm glad its you!"

I'd ask him, "Are you thirsty?

Would you like a snack to eat?"

I'd take his sandals, then I'd get

Some slippers for his feet.

I'd make some jelly sandwiches,

Cut apple chunks and cheese.

We'd sit down at my table,

I'd say "May I serve you, please?"

I'd fill my little teapot and

Then pour two cups of tea (herbal of course).

I'd thank God for the food we have

And he'd say "thanks" to me!

I'd ask how things in heaven were

And see if he would tell

If Grandpa's found some friends up there,

And if he's doing well.

I'd ask if we might take a walk

On such a gorgeous day.

We'd search for figures in the clouds.

I'd show him where I play.

He'd push me on a swing so high.

I'd push him in return.

I'd say I had more things to ask

And so much more to learn.

I'd say "I have some questions that

I'd like to ask you now.

Like, why's the sky so blue, not green,

And how do cats meow?

"So, why don't do sweet peas taste so sweet?

Will you please answer that?

And tell me, will my parents ever

Let me have a Cat?

"Now, why do sharks have such big teeth

When smaller ones would do?

And why spiders have eight legs,

But people have just two?

Why can't I see banana seeds?

They never seem to show.

Why does my brother fuss so much?

All this I'd like to know?

"And why did God make ostriches

With wings that cannot fly? (choking up)

When you were up on the cross, (fighting back the tears hard)

I wonder, did you cry?

"Why is it that I get so scared

When I'm in bed alone?

And was it fun to heal the sick

But hard to move that stone?"

We'd slowly walk back to the house

And he would hold my hand.

He'd answer all my questions so

That I might understand.

I'd want to give him something so

That he'd remember me.

He's given me so much so far,

And all of it's been free.

How about my bike or scooter or

My little horse or cart?

He couldn't take those with him, so...

I know! (Silently, I begin to cry)

I'll give my heart!

Warren looks at me at sees me crying and throws his arms around my neck, squeezes me tight and says "He cannot take his heart out of his belly, mom. That would be silly!"

And that is one of the "mom", moments that makes it all worth it! Love that boy.