“OK Kolby, what does daddy for a job?” I asked my two-year old in an attempt to teach her some basic family information.
“Ummmm…daddy make pants!” Kolby replied earnestly.
“Close sweetie! Daddy’s a pastor.”
“Dat’s wright. Daddy tells people bout Jesus and he fixes hearts.” Kolby said with a smile that could melt butter.
“Mommy, can Da Da fix Muno’s heart?”
“Of course he can baby!” I ran and got Kolby’s red monster doll –Muno from the series Yo Gabba Gabba and we sat him in front of daddy and I told Tim very firmly he needed to tell Muno about Jesus.
Tim looked at me with mirth, shaking his head and laughing, but he played along with us .
“Muno, Jesus loves you very much,” Tim said in his best pastor voice. “He knows sometimes you bite your friends and it makes him sad. Jesus sacrificed his life for you on the cross because he loves Muno so very much. He wants Muno to live an abundant life and have a strong heart. “
I whispered under my breath, “Abundant…seriously? She’s two.”
Daddy frowned at mommy.
Muno then squeaked out, “I do want to follow you Jesus,” only it sounded a bit like daddy on Nitrous Oxide.
So daddy led Muno through a simple prayer.
Kolby sat quietly the entire time taking it all in. Then she picked up Muno, thanked daddy and fell asleep in my arms shortly thereafter.
I woke up this morning clutching Muno’s hand in mine. Seriously. Maybe the little guy was mourning his life of sin and needed some cuddling.
I rolled over and opened one eye sleepily gazing at my husband. “Hey PANTS-tor…what’s up?”
