Were You There

On Friday night we went to a fun hotel in the city to celebrate Pam's birthday. All her "chicks" were present to dine, swim, and snuggle with...

We retired to our separate rooms way past kid bedtimes, after an exciting time in the pool. Daphne and Maisie were having a hard time winding down after all the fun! So I layed down at the foot of their bed and told them a couple bedtime stories.

The first was an inventive egg hunt story - - I was quite proud of how that one turned out on demand! Maisie was then cashed out. Daphne needed one more. So I decided to tell her the real Easter story. I always kick myself for not spending more time on what matters most and here was a great moment. She listened to it like she hadn't heard it before, and maybe it was just the first time it all sank in.

As I got up to go to my own bed, she said, "Hey mom, those were good stories...especially that second one about Jesus". That pleased my heart so much.

The best part came the next day though on our drive home. Out of the blue (Maisie asleep again), Daphne said, "Hey mom, was that story you told me last night true?". Beaming I said, "Yes honey it is very true!" And then with an innocence forgotten by most she questioned, "Were you there?" This again was a wonderful teachable moment. We talked about the eye witnesses and how the Bible records these stories. She took it in like breathing air - - no faith questions...just plain belief!

Of course I could not then teach her the song, "Were you there"... It's lyrics and melody so haunting!

Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
Oh sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?

Were you there when they nailed Him to the tree?
Were you there when they nailed Him to the tree?
Oh sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble
Were you there when they nailed Him to the tree?

Were you there when they laid Him in the tomb?
Were you there when they laid Him in the tomb?
Oh sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble
Were you there when they nailed Him to the tree?

Were you there when He rose up from the grave?
Were you there when He rose up from the grave?
Oh sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble
Were you there when He rose up from the grave?
Were you there when He rose up from the grave?


Then with tears in my eyes, Daphne, no longer in childlike but diva fashion, says,

"You really need to take that a key lower and not shake your head while you are singing!"

Good stuff!