Saturday, December 19, 2015

Sunday Sermon: The Sweetest Way to Tell Your Kids the Truth about god




Subtitle: A message to the Grown Ups

(Insipred from the source  http://www.popsugar.com/moms/Telling-Kids-Truth-About-Santa-27332439)

God is everywhere you look during the holiday season, and that can be confusing for children. Seeing so many Gods inevitably brings up the question, "Is God real? And if God is real, which God is real?" No parent wants to lie to his or her child. And no parent wants to burst the magical bubble that makes the holiday season so precious.


Chantel R., who is considering what to do, remarks that some parents refrain from telling their kids the God myth at all "because they don't want to lie."
Where do you stand? How do you explain God to your children?

What if you had a wonderful explanation of who God really is? An explanation that doesn't lie or destroy the magic of the season? Would that be helpful? If so, then you're in luck.

Several years ago, I read a New York Times piece that answered the God question perfectly. I knew in my bones this was destined to become the classic answer. I contacted the writer, Martha Brockenbrough, and got permission to republish her piece. First, let me set this up: Martha's daughter has figured out the truth about God, which "left her mother grappling with how to explain that belief." She did it with this letter:
Dear Lucy,
Thank you for your letter. You asked a very good question: "Are you God?"

I know you've wanted the answer to this question for a long time, and I've had to give it careful thought to know just what to say.

The answer is no. I am not God. There is no one God.

I am the person who fills your stockings with presents, though. I also choose and wrap the presents under the tree, the same way my mom did for me, and the same way her mom did for her. (And yes, Daddy helps, too.)

I imagine you will someday do this for your children, and I know you will love seeing them run down the Christmas magic stairs on Christmas morning. You will love seeing them sit under the tree, their small faces lit with Christmas lights.

This won't make you God, though.

God is bigger than any person, and his work has gone on longer than any of us have lived. What he does is simple, but it is powerful. He teaches children how to have belief in something they can't see or touch.

It's a big job, and it's an important one. Throughout your life, you will need this capacity to believe: in yourself, in your friends, in your talents, and in your family. You'll also need to believe in things you can't measure or even hold in your hand. Here, I am talking about love, that great power that will light your life from the inside out, even during its darkest, coldest moments.

God is a teacher, and I have been his student, and now you know the secret of how he gets down all those chimneys on Christmas Eve: he has help from all the people whose hearts he's filled with joy.

With full hearts, people like Daddy and me take our turns helping God do a job that would otherwise be impossible.

So, no, I am not God. God is love and magic and hope and happiness. I'm on his team, and now you are, too.

I love you and I always will.