Anna: Why does Johnry get to have two dads, and I only have one?
Me: Well, Anna……
John Henry: Anna, it’s hard to explain.
John Henry was right. It is hard to explain to a five year old. But, I did explain why to her in the most effective way she could understand. She went on about her day without mention of our conversation.
It’s just her way. She has always accepted our answers and explanations to deep questions and thoughts without need for further discussion. It’s the small stuff she struggles in. Like why she can’t wear flip flops and shorts in a painful 10 degree wind chill. Because, it isn’t cold. To her.
But, the big stuff? She is my sponge. “Mom, when we do something bad, God forgives us right away.”
She knows this is true. I’ve told her so. And, she believes it.
“No one is more powerful than God, Mom.”
And, my recent favorite: “God can do a back flip better than anybody.”
Some questions catch me by surprise. But, she listens to my answers. Then, she’s okay. She is learning to build her hope on nothing less than Jesus Christ. She’s learning to filter every explanation through that hope.
I love her acceptance. I love her faith. It doesn’t matter that she questions me on why wearing a purple bandana on her head is not appropriate all of the time.
Having faith does matter.
I tell her all of the time that she’s my favorite girl.
She really is.