I was cleaning up our back yard when Theia came out and stood on the back patio with a thoughtful expression on her face. I was placing the sand buckets on the girl's picnic table when she asked me, "Mama, are we gonna go to God's house soon?". I answered something to the effect of, I didn't know exactly when we would go, but that it would be wonderful, much better even than where we live now, and, best of all, we would be able to be with God all the time and see Him, instead of just knowing He is with us. She pondered this for a moment, then cocked her head to one side and said seriously, "I think I might be a little bit shy of God."
I love moments like that.
I told her we don't have to be shy of God. He wants us to know Him really, really well.