“Hey dad, buy me a beer.”
The shock of that statement wasn’t rooted in some moral issue I have with alcohol (we’ve never really been drinkers, but we don’t have a problem if you are), it was more that my son is…well…
Six years old!
And he was serious. Dead pan. He was curious and he wanted to try it. Unlike his by-the-book father, Austin seems to have a craving for things he doesn’t think he’s supposed to have. He begs for Mountain Dew at a soda fountain, sneaks sips of my Starbucks energy drink when I’m not looking, orders coffee at Emmy’s Diner.
And now he wants a beer. Oh, and a tattoo. He was completely fascinated by a buddy’s half sleeve at lunch last week.
We let him taste coffee. Gross!
We contemplated a sip of some nasty-brand brew (please don’t call CPS, we didn’t go through with it).
We thought about locking him in his room until he’s 21 (still thinking this one over).
But then it hit me. My son has cravings. He has curiosity. Maybe the answer is not to squelch the intrigue and adventure bubbling deep inside him. Maybe it’s to make sure I give him a sip of true life.
“Taste and see that the Lord is good. Oh, the joys of those who take refuge in him!” -Psalm 34:8 NLT
How do we make sure we’re not only telling our kids “no!” How do we offer them a taste of the abundant life that comes through Jesus Christ alone?