Today, we were in the car and Natalie was listening to some Christian music. She blurted out, "I don't want to go to Heaven!"
You heard that right. I said a quick prayer for wisdom, turned the music off, and asked why.
N: "I don't know, I just don't"
M: "Are you afraid?"
N: "I don't know."
M: "Are you afraid because you don't want to die?" (For some strange, creepy reason, my child is obsessed with death and dying)
N: "Yes, I don't want to die."
M: "Well, most people don't want to die, but when we die if Jesus is our saviour, we go to heaven. There are mansions there, which are like beautiful palaces (remember, princess mode here), and Jesus is there and we can see what God looks like."
N: "I don't want to go there Mommy! I don't want to die!"
I tried hard to assure her that unless God had another plan, she wasn't going to die for a really long time, and when that time came she would be ready.
She hasn't brought up this conversation again. Did I handle it right, I keep wondering? Should I have delved deeper? Reminded her of her need of salvation? I feel like I am going to mess up!
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