“Love…is the closest thing we have to magic.”
The line comes from “Aquamarine”, a tween movie I wasn’t sure I’d be able to sit through after watching the first 20 minutes, but ended up tolerating if not mildly enjoying (probably mostly due to the fact during my own preteen years I spent hours in the pool pretending to be a mermaid!). It’s a wonderfully profound statement in the midst of the otherwise trite, predictable dialogue found in this genre of movies. I guess I should say here, my daughter thoroughly enjoyed the movie; I wonder if she has ever pretended to be a mermaid, I need to ask her.
According to Merriam-Webster Online, magic can be defined as an extraordinary power or influence seemingly from a supernatural source. So, I’m not talking hocus pocus or abracadabra or even Wingardium Leviosa ;).
Children delight in a good story. Think about your kids in their preschool and early elementary years…..they BEG to be read to or to hear stories….books off the shelf or tales of your childhood, doesn’t it blow your mind how they can listen to the same thing over and over and OVER until you (and they) can practically recite it?
For parents who follow Christ, there’s a challenge to make the Story of God THIS delightful, THIS captivating, THIS desireable…so our children want to hear about it over and over and OVER until they don’t only recite it, but LIVE it without even realizing that’s what they’re doing. Not just rote placement in their heads, but seared upon their hearts.
My kids are just over the age of being read to, but they still love hearing a good story. I wish I had had these thoughts when they were younger; then again, it might not have mattered because I’m not the same person I was then. Older? Wiser??? Well, definitely older (lol). Now it forces us to find a new way that “speaks” to their age.
Which brings me back to my original point. Love IS magic! Clearly not in a mystic, sleight of hand kind of way. God IS love, He is the supernatural source which exudes extraordinary power and influence. Don’t for a second think I’m reducing God to some great magician status…if you do that, you’re entirely missing my point. I am AWED by His love. Awestruck! When I STOP to consider the dimension and expression of His love, when I’m still and attentive enough, and I catch a glimpse, I am affected. Changed.
More on this soon…sometimes there’s just not enough time to finish.