And that's why...
...when we look for things that start with r, we say wagon and watering can.
...when I say the kindergarteners names with the r sound at the beginning like Rethan for Ethan, I hear: "Rethan that's a kind of cracker..." (Wheat Thins... I know, it took me a while too.)
And while we're having devotions about Psalm 23:3, we had quite the conversation about "the paths of righteousness"
Me: (After we finally established what the paths of righteousness were) So, what does that mean that God leads us in the paths of righteousness? How do we know what is right and what is wrong?
Response: God tells us...
Me: How does God tell us? Does He call your name the way He did with Samuel? Do you hear him with your ears, or see him with your eyes?
Response: It's like the lightning?
Me: Like the lightening?
Response: Yeah, 'cause when it thunders, that's God talking, we see God in the lightning.
(The last two responses were from two different people, so they at least were on the same wavelength as each other.)
Me: But how do you know what's the right thing to do and what is a bad thing to do?
Response: Our moms and dads tell us.
Me: Well, how do they know?
Response: They're smart!
We finally did get to the point that the Bible tells us what is right and what is wrong and that God speaks to us through the Bible, but by that time, I had almost forgotten where I was going with that!
And then, there was a little boy that was telling everyone a very animated story and I said, you know, maybe you should be a minister when you grow up, because you really like to talk to an audience.
His response: "Cool, then I would get to talk in church! and after a little thinking...And I can get a drink whenever I want!"
One more thing, during our Bible lesson this week about Samuel and Eli, I was just to the part when Eli heard the news that the Ark of the Covenant was stolen. It was very quite, and there were very sober faces. You could hear a pin drop when I said Eli was so sad when he heard the news and he fell off the bench and broke his neck and died. BANG! there was a noise from the next room. You should have seen them jump! "Was that him?" asked one of the little boys.
Then, sometimes, there are a few adult-like phrases that pop into the conversation. Like the little girl that had her hand up, like for-EV-er, and when I finally called on her, I could see her mind go completely blank. She looked up at me and in all sincerity said "...a-a-a-a-n-d it's gone!"
There is NEVER a dull moment!