For instance, before baseball camp started a few weeks ago, we were talking about how much easier it was to start a new thing in a new place when you know someone. Then I said that even if you had to go alone, God is with you.
Kaden thought for a moment and replied, face all aglow, "So then you always really do know Someone, don't you."
So for a week, as we drove together to and from baseball camp, conversations would take a turn from Minecraft and Pokemon to beautifully simple, child-like, faith-filled questions and realizations.
Finally, one day after such truly amazing discussions, as I dropped Kaden off and said good-bye, I was overcome by the manifestation of the Spirit in that precious young life. I had to just sit there awhile as I sobbed. I felt as though I had encountered a burning bush, a holy of holies, all in the person of my nine year old grandson.
What about you, dear mom or dad, grandma or grandpa, teacher, aunt, friend? Do you have the honor of caring for a child? Do you respect the Holy Spirit in your believing child's life?
You have a sanctuary, a holy of holies in your midst.
Yes, there is human development going on...with all the guts and glory that entails. But don't discount the Lord's working in their young lives. In fact, why not learn from that profound simplicity of truth through the lips of a child who loves his Redeemer?