'...and there will be toys in there for you, Jesus!'
March 30, 2016 at 10:49 a.m.
Updated March 30, 2016 at 10:49 a.m.
In the video, Cannon and Case, our (almost) 4-year-old twin grandsons, are retelling the Easter story to our daughter. Toward the end Case asked, "How does Jesus get into our hearts?" She reminded him you have to ask Jesus to come into your heart. Then Case bowed his head and prayed, "Come into my heart, Jesus." Then, with extra enthusiasm added, "And there will be toys in there for you, Jesus!"
Case has such a big, delightful imagination – I know he was envisioning playing trucks and Paw Patrol with Jesus right there in his heart. (Yes, he is my grandson and all, but can you think of a more precious scenario? Of course it made me cry. By the way, Cannon, the realist, tells Case that Jesus is a grownup and does not need toys.)
Maybe "joy" is the adult equivalent of "toys" in one's heart? It made me think...what would Jesus find in my heart right now? Truth be told, mostly sadness, lately. Watching Alzheimer's progress is really hard.
Jesus, would you come into my heart, and bring some toys with you? I don't have any right now. If you would do that, Jesus, we could play and sing and dance. Only you can make things right again. Only you can heal a heart that is breaking, Jesus.
"And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes; and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow, nor crying, neither shall there be anymore pain: for the former things are passed away" (Revelations 21:4 AKJV).