Bible Monkey

We have a nightly routine in our home, sort of a divide, conquer, and invest in our kiddos situation.

This usually includes Brent or I reading a separate Bible story to the two youngest, Banshee and Torpedo, and follow it up with a cake decorating video – our new thing we enjoy watching right before bed.

Sometimes though, it doesn’t look pretty or feel like God is there, if that makes sense.

This is because sometimes Banshee might prefer not sitting next to me on the bed because I didn’t give her the answer she wanted about something unrelated.

It might also be because my toddler, Torpedo, doesn’t have the ability to remain still while I’m reading about Zacchaeus or Esther, and instead begins tumbling around the bed or crawling onto my head like a spider monkey.

Much like the photo below.

But here’s the beauty: they hear every word.

They hear God’s extension of love and pursuit to Zacchaeus.

They hear the protection and courage given to Esther as she approached the King and revealed the secret plan to annihilate her people.

They hear.

They may practice their sommersaults.

They may crawl up the walls.

They may be mad and turn their back to you as you take the opportunity to pour gospel truth out to them.

But it’s worth it.

It’s worth the battle.

It’s worth the frustration.

It’s worth every frustrating step, side eye, and turned back.

Because not only do they hear the gospel message, but they also experience the importance of your presence and pursuit of their little souls that God Himself is pursuing even more than you.

I encourage you, just as God pursues you, keep pursuing the hearts of your children.