With perplexity she asks me, "So how did God put the baby in your tummy?" Hmmm...she's only four. I chew on my answer but she forges ahead. "Is it like magic, Mom?" I answer carefully. "Well, magic is pretend but God is real, honey. And He created our baby." She looks at me with those clear, blue eyes, taking in the wonder of it all. She nods as if to tell me that she understands. And then, in clear acceptance of my answer, she skips away, hollering over her shoulder, "So God just said 'Bibadee, bobadee, boo' and there was our baby!!!". Well, yes, I guess so.
"By the word of the Lord the heavens were made and all the host of them by the breath of His mouth" ~Ps. 33:6
"Let them praise the name of the Lord, for He commanded and they were created" ~Ps. 148:5