What?

So when I was putting Sunshine to bed tonight, I thought I would mix it up a little. I usually pray with the kids at bedtime, but I thought she's old enough to do this herself, let's see what she has to say. Not that she doesn't already pray at dinner, just normally at bedtime I do it (mostly to keep it short and sweet and get the show on the road if you know what I mean)

But when I asked her to pray, she said something that I did not expect. She said that she didn't want to. I asked her why? She said "I am sort of mad at Jesus right now."

Totally not what I expected!

No way I'm going to let that drop. So I press on. Why on earth would you be mad at Jesus?

She then bursts into tears. And not just a little cry, oh but the ugly cry. She was gasping for breath and trying to talk through it. It was an all out sob. Like she had been holding it in for a while.

Then it comes out. She is mad because she thinks that Jesus came in thief in the night style and stole her crab Whitey.

Now for those of you that even remember Whitey, give yourself 50 points. If you don't then get caught up here.

We had a long talk about forgiveness and understanding why God does things the way He does. I can only hope that I didn't just confuse her even more. Quite frankly, this is a topic I myself am not exactly an expert at. I can only lean on the assumption that He knows what He is doing. That is just hard for a 4 year old's brain to wrap around. Who am I kidding....it's hard for a 33 year old's brain :)

I told her that I have a running list of things I plan on asking God when I get to Heaven. I told her I'd put it on the list. Although my guess is that He did it just to push a reluctant mom into having a hard conversation with her child. We'll see.