Sometimes you test your kids to see if they’re really paying attention when you talk to them, to see if they’re “catching” the lessons of life.
The other day I was on an errand with my three daughters and somehow we got on the subject of smoking and how it ruined the lungs (recently, at a fair, they saw real human lungs that had been blackened by nicotine). My youngest daughter made a comment about how cool it would be if they could give those people new lungs. I told her that wasn’t possible yet but that they can give someone a new heart. That led to a long discussion on how a heart is transplanted and how the surgery is performed.
They were fascinated by the whole thing.
Then the discussion turned to the donor and again, my youngest daughter asked, “Daddy, does the person giving the heart have to die?” I went on to explain how the whole donor thing happened with the untimely death and the phone call and the rush to the hospital and all.
“But what if it’s a baby?” Ouch. That was a tough one to explain.
My oldest daughter then said, “So someone has to die for someone else to live?”
I said that was true and asked them what that made them think of. In unison, all three of them said, “Jesus.”
Yes, they are catching the lessons being taught them. I was one happy daddy.