Written by: Erik Raymond
I don't know whose eyes were bigger, theirs or mine. As I knelt next to them, I leaned forward and their eyes of intrigue locked with my eyes of excitement. "I get to tell you about the Trinity," I told them. Having been in church since they were born, they have heard the word countless times, so the term was vaguely familiar, however, the teaching that accompanied remained foreign to them.
Over the last several months I've returned to that brief encounter like you might go back to a favorite restaurant. I come expecting. And, I am not disappointed. This is largely because of that phrase that's etched in my memory. And everytime I think about it I smile. I looked at my kids and said, "I get to tell you about the Trinity."
Here's why I feast upon this memory.
I get to
When I think about who I was before Christ, I want to look away. Like a scene from a horror movie, I shudder to open both eyes in my mind to consider myself. There was a disregard for God's glory punctuated by a cocky rebellion. Even now as a Christian, I feel more acutely aware of my sin. Before Christ, I was like a bat, blinded from the light and loving darkness. But now, as a Christian, I see light and darkness. I see the ugliness of my sin as a follower of Christ. But, God the Father elected me, God the Son he bled for me, and God the Spirit he arrested me. The words, I get to are dripping with grace. I get to because of God, the Triune God saved me from my ruthless rebellion and even now is molding me to be more like the last Adam and less like the first.
I'm looking at my kids. I love my kids. Leaning into explain, I found myself overwhelmed with emotion. Along with my wife, I held them within minutes of their birth, heard their first cry, saw their first steps, and fed them their food. Now, I get to set their spiritual food on their plate, in digestible bites, for them to taste and see.
Staring into my daughter's bright brown eyes, I saw such a familiarity to her mother. I was struck with the reality that I was not only instructing my children today but quite possibly affecting my grandchildren tomorrow. God has so richly blessed me with these children, and I get to talk to them about the greatest good in all of the world!
About the Trinity
Combined with the sentimental, emotional bind that a Dad has for his children, I am talking about God, the glorious three persons united in one being. I spoke to them about how the Trinity has existed forever and ever. Our God was eternally happy–even before he created people! Jesus, the Holy Spirit and the Father all loved, glorified, and enjoyed one another even before time. Unapologetically overwhelming them, I explained that this is more than I can understand but where my brain fails my heart makes up the difference. I got to share with them about the Trinity. What a gift!
Let me encourage those of you who are parents. This was not scripted or scheduled. I didn't have a devotional book or even a Bible. I was just playing in my daughter's room with her and her brother when something came up, and we started talking about God. While scheduled time is helpful, you don't have to have it. In fact, it is a good habit to have your speech overflowing with delight and regular reference to God and his Word.
What a privilege we have as Christians to talk to people about God. I know this particular time was for me. What I know and love about God and have experienced through the gospel was pressed down upon my heart and mixed together my love for my youngest children. I was delighting in the goodness of God in that few minutes of talking. It's tough to get over. Go home or call a friend tonight and try it yourself.