Theological Thoughts From My Five Year Old

My five year old is named Simon. He is quite funny and very interesting. One of my favorite things that he says is a word that he made up. Willn’t. That makes sense, doesn’t it? If a contraction is the marrying of two words like do + not = don’t … or … is + not = isn’t, then why is will + not = won’t? "Won't" doesn’t really make sense. Willn’t is really a much more logical contraction of will not. He has been saying this word since he was 3. I think it shows a level of genius. (But then I would think that, wouldn’t I?) I tell you all this by way of introduction to three things he said to me in the last couple of days that really got me thinking and thanking.

“Simon, aren’t my toes ugly looking?”
“Mom, did you know: if I we didn’t have a big toe, our whole body would fall over.” (Romans 12:4)

“Simon, you are the drool king.” (after he deposits a wet spot on his pillow)
“No, I would have to be drool, to be the drool king.”

Wow, think about the biblical accuracy of that in relation to Christ, the King. (Matthew 1)

“Mom, God doesn’t have a dad.”
“You’re right, Simon. God created everything and was alive before everything”
“Mom, I mean, Jesus didn’t have a dad.”
“Well, Simon, God was His Father. You’re right, he didn’t have a dad in the same way that you have a dad. Joseph was like a father to Him, but God was the real Father of Jesus. Isn’t that amazing?”
“Mom, Jesus IS God, so He didn’t really have a dad … because God is His father, and He is God.” (Philippians 2:6)

What a blessing this boy is to me.
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