Friday I took Matthew to the Natural History Museum. It was his choice. Sarah was on a day-long bike ride with her grandfather. I'm not the biggest fan of the Natural History Museum primarily because it forces me to think... a lot. If you have not been there, it is awesome, but try going with a 9 year old who has already been learning about evolution and talking with him honestly about the evolution/creation/Biblical perspectives. Ummm, tiring. Last year I brought Sarah and Matthew and I refused to go through the Hall of Human Origins with them. This time I went with Matthew - one 9 year old is easier then a 6 and 8 year old.
And we talked. Every time there was a reference to evolution, we talked (I'm sure this was NOT his favorite part). But it was good. We talked about the reliability of the Bible, about science, about knowing what can be known and leaving the unknown.
I love these conversations. I can't tell you how much I love them. To be able to talk with him, challenge him and help him challenge what he's been taught. It gives me hope and reminds me some of why God brought me into their lives (though I know I will not fully know and see this for years... maybe not until heaven).
It also reminded me of the more basic fact that I absolutely LOVED being a nanny, especially the summer. Getting to interact that closely with children, share your life with them, pray over them, have FUN with them in that way is precious and such a blessing.
I get all nostalgic and idealistic thinking over it, though. It was amazing, but God has something better in store for me - can I believe it? So while I love history, I must always remember to keep my eyes on God and my hope and heart firmly planted in Him and on the good he has in store for me.
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