I DON’T WANNA BE TOAST
by Lygia Lovelace
The greatest privilege in our lives has been
leading our children to Christ. To know that God loves our children
more than we do, and that He calls them to salvation, is such a thrill
to us. We love watching them grow in the knowledge of our Savior,
and we love praying with them as they accept His free gift for each
of them, individually. Each of our children’s decisions
for Jesus has been unique and special.
After going through the salvation experience with
several children already, I thought I had learned to recognize when
one of them was under conviction. However, one son’s realization
of his need for the Savior came as a surprise to me one afternoon,
as we were in the van, running errands.
“Mommy, I REALLY NEED Jesus in my heart!”
Looking for a teachable moment, I probed a little…
“Why do you need Jesus, sweetie?”
He looked at me with big eyes and exclaimed, “…cuz
I don’t wanna go to “L” and be TOAST!”
That wasn’t the response I expected, and so
I used the escape route I take quite often,
“OK, honey, let’s wait until Daddy comes
home, and we’ll talk to him tonight…”
A few moments before bedtime, Ken and I cuddled with
our 4 year old on the couch. We showed him in the Bible where
God tells us that He sent his only Son to die for us.
As our little one listened to the part where Jesus was killed on a
cross, tears streamed down his face. I marveled at his emotion,
because we had told him many times about Jesus’ death and resurrection.
But that night, it was personal. Jesus had died for him,
and he was heartbroken. We knelt together and our precious son
put Jesus on the throne of his heart. We rejoiced at having
another little disciple in our home, and joyfully accepted our responsibility
to help him mature in his new faith.
The next day, our new little believer came running
to me, in tears.
“Mommy, I need to ask Jesus into my heart again!
I sinned! I was mean to Grayson! I have a dirty heart!”
“Discipleship 101” was beginning sooner
than I thought!
Breathing a prayer for wisdom, I began explaining,
in a 4-year-old way, what the Bible says about salvation and reconciliation.
My son was relieved to know that he was still saved—that he
had not “fallen from grace.” He then earnestly prayed
for forgiveness and sought reconciliation with his little sister.
His smile warmed my heart as he skipped off to play.
Father, I am so unworthy to disciple these little
ones for You..
But thank you
for counting me
worthy of this responsibility.
Help me to paint a true portrait of Your love,
Your forgiveness,
Your
purpose for their lives…Your offer of eternal life.
May You write Your Name…
upon the canvas of their hearts.
