Easter Through the Eyes of a Four-Year Old

You know, it's kind of embarrassing how I started this blog to talk about my growth in the Lord and then I wrote two blog posts.  I haven't completely stalled in my Christian growth, but to be completely honest, it is a lot more difficult to write a meaningful blog post than it is to write up a silly little post about my clothes!

That being said, I just want to share some thoughts with you.  This year, I got to experience Easter through the eyes of my Little Guy.  He turned four on April 1st and is such a deep thinker.  He thinks about every little thing.  When he goes to bed at night, he comes out at least once or twice to tell me that he thought of two words that rhyme, or to ask me if I'll be his princess when he wakes up, or to ask me why I did something earlier in the day.  Quite simply, he's a smart little guy and his mind is constantly on the move!

So, it was very encouraging, entertaining and enlightening to see our church's Easter Cantata through his eyes.  This year's Easter Cantata was the story of the death, burial and resurrection of Christ, told through the eyes of the Woman at the Well.  You know, the Samaritan woman who Jesus met at the well along the road to Galilee.  He offered her the gift of living water and revealed to her that he was the Messiah.  The Cantata had started out with the an older version of the Woman at the Well, reminiscing about meeting Jesus.  It then showed her meeting Jesus at the well, following Him to Jerusalem, and witnessing Him being crucified.  It showed us the deep sorrow and loneliness she must have felt when she learned of his death and burial.  And then told how she learned of Jesus' resurrection as she was on the road back to Samaria, and how she finally put her trust in Him as her Messiah.

Now, I realize that we have no way of knowing if the Woman at the Well witnessed Jesus being crucified . . . but she certainly could have! 

My Little Guy was enthralled by the story.  When Jesus entered Jerusalem and the people worshipped him, he got so excited and said, "It's Jesus! It's Jesus!" He then asked me, "Did he come for our sins?"  He literally thought Jesus was physically in our midst! The faith of a child... it just astounds me.

When the scene later flashed to Jesus on the cross, my Little Guy was horrified.  "Is that blood?" he asked.  "Where are the soldiers? Are they killing him on the cross?"  Later when Jesus was no longer on the cross, he wanted to know where he was and what had happened to him. He was so happy when he saw that Jesus was ok. 

After church, I explained to him that what we saw was like a movie.  That "Jesus" was a man in our church pretending to be Jesus, so that we could see what it was like when Jesus died on the cross. 

Later, he saw an ambulance and he said, "Maybe that ambulance is going to help the man who was Jesus, momma."

I'm praying that he continues to think about the Easter Cantata and that he trusts the Lord as his Saviour as soon as he reaches that "age of accountability" or as soon as he understands sin and the sacrifice that Christ made for us.