A Sad Day

Teaching Ivy about God has been an interesting process.  While I was in China with her, I did not pray for her openly until just days before we left for home.  I knew I could not explain in my words to her about her Savior.  I waited until she knew I loved and cared for her before I lay my hands on her head, closed my eyes and spoke a short, sweet prayer over her heart and body.  She just looked at me, smiled that goofy smile, and softly snorted through her nose, then went to sleep.  She eventually got used to our prayers every night, even expecting them.  Once home, she knew the routine of our bedtime prayer.

Once Ivy started understanding English, and we started school, everything just fell into place.  I like teaching My Father's World to Ivy because it speaks the truth in a way a child can understand it.  So, after I taught about the first days of creation, I told her about Adam, Eve, the Garden, and disobedience.  The story was told so sweetly.  Adam and Eve disobeyed.  I told Ivy how God went to the garden that evening, how He knew they sinned, disobeyed.  How sad it must have been to know that they had disobeyed their creator.  They were banished from the beautiful Garden of Eden.  I, of course, got choked up reading the story to her.  But, when I looked at her, she had tears dripping down her cheeks.  It truly was a sad day.  Ivy understood.  She got it.