I have been teaching Choo-choo about God, Jesus, and Heaven. We read Bible stories and sing songs. I explain everything as best I can. His three year old mind is so literal, though.
The other night, I read “God Bless You and Good Night” to Choo-choo before bed. (I totally recommend that book, by the way, and no, I was not paid to say this! It’s authored by Hannah C. Hall.) Choo-choo asked where God was so I told him that God is in Heaven.
Then we sang “Jesus Loves Me,” which I long ago had to switch to “Jesus Loves You” after Choo-choo kept saying “not me,” as he thought I was singing to myself. When the song was over, my son kept asking where Jesus was and didn’t understand that God and Jesus are both in Heaven.
He was like, “Where is Jesus’ house? Where does He live?” To him, people live in houses or apartments. Choo-choo couldn’t wrap his mind around the fact that Heaven is not just the house next door or down the street.
“I don’t see Him,” Choo-choo repeated over and over to me.
No explanation I gave him satisfied his curiosity and confusion.
“Is Jesus in my room in the corner?” he eventually questioned.
I decided to try a different approach. “Would that make you feel safe?” Thinking of God and Jesus in a faraway place and not in any tangible location seemed to confuse him. Thinking of them with us but not able to be seen worried him as far as I could tell. I wanted Choo-choo to understand the love aspect without feeling scared.
There is also the issue that Choo-choo for some reason worries about safety. He knows Diesel and I keep him safe always, but he still needs reassurance sometimes. Like when we camped earlier this year. I slept on the sofa by Choo-choo’s side in order to let him know that we were safe and nothing bad was going to happen to any of us, including him.
After a few moments to think, he nodded to me as we sat in our rocking chair. “Yes. That makes me feel safe.”
I kissed Choo-choo’s cheek and rubbed his face. “Then that’s where He is.”
This works great for now, though I am wondering at what point my son will start to understand more. I won’t give up, however. I mean, of course my son will be able to choose to believe or not believe whatever he wants. I just want him to know what my beliefs are and where they come from. I want Choo-choo to understand and feel God’s love and Jesus’ love.