As we sat at the table, finishing our meal, talk turned to the sermon that day. We discussed the topic, the verse and the message. Even our 9-year-old had something to add. I loved listening to their voices discuss things I knew nothing of at their age. They compared and contrasted Scripture passages and shared their thoughts and ideas.
As the meal ended and the cleaning began, I was lost in wondering about that chat. I found myself wrestling with a question that sits with me still today.
Do my children know the Creator as well as they know His word?
From the time they were born, they sat in church. They are growing up in Sunday School classes and Bible studies and youth group events. They learn about God at school, home and church and can answer questions quickly, giving chapter and verse.
But do they know the One who created them with vision? Do they know the One who saved them from their sins? Do they know the One who sustains them day and night? Do they know God--or do they know of Him alone?
As a momma who has sought to raise children in a loving, Christian home, I want to say that they know God well. I want to believe that they talk with him on their own, apart from times when we pray together. I want to say that they know the comfort that comes from a faith that will not fail. I want to believe that there is balance for them between what they know in their heads and what they believe and feel with their hearts. But how do we really know?
I was talking with a friend a long while ago, and she mentioned that though she was raised in a Christian home, no one ever asked her how her spiritual life was going. It made me wonder. Do I ask my kids?
What would happen if we wondered about their faith the same way wonder about their health? What growth could occur if we let our kids see and hear how important our faith is to us? What would they learn if we approached all of this in a variety of ways, at many times, using head and heart and hands?
Because I want them to know. I want them to know what it is like to connect to the Creator of all. I want them to relax in His presence and seek His will. I want them to know that knowing about Him is not enough. Yes, that matters. But it’s not all there is.
There are things to think and things to feel and things to do and things to believe, and I get to help them with all of that. But first, I must know where they are.
Maybe it’s time to ask.