The nursery is equipped with one of those speakers that broadcast the church service, so that the nursery workers can listen to the sermon as well. We came to the part of the service where Brad started his sermon. As soon as Brad's voice began broadcasting through the nursery, I felt a tap at my leg. A little three year-old boy named Dominic was standing in front of me with an eager look on his face.
"I hear God!" he told me excitedly.
I started laughing. "Oh, do you?" I asked.
He ran to the next nursery worker and earnestly told her, "Hey -- I hear God!" He started running around to anyone who'd listen to him, telling them.
At that point, little Reagan (another one of December's friends) spoke up. "No, God doesn't talk from there [meaning the speaker over our heads]. God talks from our hearts! He's always in our hearts, and He talks from there!"
"No," Dominic insisted, "I hear God."
At this point, December interjected, "That's not God...that's Daddy!!"
PostScript from Brad:
This is a great story to illustrate a point. When the little girl said that he couldn't be hearing God because He speaks from inside your heart, she was speking the same way that most Christians today would speak. In fact, the boy saying that he was hearing God in the preaching was actually more correct, because it is in the gathering of God's people and in the preaching where He comes to meet with us. We should all be able to listen to a sermon and say, "I hear God."
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