Can you kiss God?

My Timothy is notorious for saying and doing funny things. And he doles out kisses (to me) without end. A self-declared "mama's boy" (I know why now...but that's another post) Right now he is really into giving lots of affection...not just to me but to the other family members, our friends, etc.

So yesterday on the way to pick of Jacob and Andrew from wrestling practice a little voice behind my seat says, "Mom. Can you kiss God?" Well the answer to this is of course, no. So I told him. "No. He is here with us but not physically to give Him a kiss." And the reply was, "Well, can you blow Him a kiss?" And my answer was of course, "Yes." And then it was quiet in the car. I just waited for what I expected would come next....and it did. In just a minute or two I heard the smack of little lips as Timothy blew a kiss to his Heavenly Father. And neither of us said anything more.

Its funny. These moments. I do treasure them and think they are a blessing because I feel good about what I have taught my kids. They also make me think I haven't done enough either. And that's worth thinking about...but I really just enjoyed the moment.