I work with a bunch of great kids - kindergarteners, nursery 2-year-olds, and fourth, fifth and sixth-grade church Tweens - and they are totally clueless. They have no idea how old we (teachers, leaders, etc.) are, and I have been asked many times if I'm married, if I have kids, etc. They think we know everything; I had to try to explain chemotherapy the other week.
They say some hilarious stuff too. Yesterday at church, one of the Tweens told me how you would send a letter to God. "You take your letter to Jerusalem and put it in the West Wall." Now that's deep.
It sounds pretty silly to us. I was thinking, though, that the difference in understanding between these ten-year-olds and me is...eight years. Not all that long, comparatively speaking. Whereas the difference between our understanding and the actual reality of God is probably enough to make our most brilliant theologians' writings of wisdom, etc., look just as foolish as the concept of communicating with God via the West Wall in Jerusalem.
It's fairly reassuring, actually, remembering that I'm not expected to get it right, just trust God to steer me where I need to be.
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