What my daughter said to me that night wasn’t magical.
It should have been. It probably looked like it was, but I assure you, it wasn’t. But then I’m getting ahead of myself.
A few weeks ago, I had the opportunity to bring my family with me to a conference I spoke at. It was a huge event with thousands of people, a massive 100 foot wide video screen behind the stage, and production that was incredible. After I finished my speech, I walked off stage and sat back in the front row with my family.
My six year old daughter, McRae, jumped up from her seat where she had been listening to my talk. She threw her arms wide and gave me a big hug.
That meant the world to me.
Then I put her on my lap and we sat together while a band played a few worship songs.
After a few minutes of just the most beautiful music and amazing worship, McRae turned to me to whisper something in my ear. I assumed she was going to say one of those little kid spiritual things that make you cry a little on the inside and make you want to buy your kid a puppy. Something like:
“Isn’t God pretty? Doesn’t he love us? Out of all the things in the world, we are the ones he loves the mostest!”
And then we’d hug again and maybe write a book together based on what she just told me. It’d be a series for kids and a series for adults called “Front Row Faith: The Jon & McRae story.” Doesn’t that sound delightful? Can’t you already see the greeting card line in your mind? Didn’t exactly happen that way though. Here is what McRae whispered to me in that tender moment:
“Daddy, my friend at school says if you stick up your middle finger, that’s bad luck. But that can’t be true, can it?”
“Oh,” I thought, “OK, we’re going to do that right now? Allright. Let’s talk about why you don’t give people the middle finger.”
Then she stuck up her middle finger to drive home her point.
I laughed and hugged her tighter and immediately started writing the book Front Row Fingers. It probably won’t sell as well as the other one, but it will be a more honest reflection of the stuff little kids like to say at church.
What’s the funniest thing your kids or someone else’s kids ever said at church?