MOSES!
Elizabeth loves to imagine; I mean she LOVES to imagine that she is other people. In the history of her imaginations, she has been "checkout lady," "Julia"- from Veggie Tales, "Megan,"-my hairdresser, and even someone named "Shinta." ?
Well, now she has taken up the beloved biblical hero Moses and not only asks, nay demands, to be called "Moses," but also plays around as if she were Moses.
For example, yesterday in the front yard I was working on our flower beds, and Moses (read: Elizabeth) was looking for her staff. She found one for herself and then one for me. (I thereafter became "Aaron.") We then went over to the large rock our neighbors have in their landscape and sure enough, Moses struck the rock and waited for water to come out. My faith is too small because I didn't believe it would come out (and it didn't), but Moses thought it would.
One day last week, I came into Moses' room and found her playing with her animals and tea set her Siti had given her for her birthday. (Thanks, Siti!!) At first glance, I marveled at how perfectly appointed the tea party was. Each animal had a plate in front of it. In the upper right-hand corner there was a cup and saucer for each one. Elizabeth...sorry, Moses...had then used long lincoln logs as silverware. But probably the best part was the item she was serving for the tea party. Moses announced, "Look, Mommy, it's manna. I'm giving my animals manna from heaven." That's right!! My little Moses had used the small lincoln logs to serve as her manna. It was a beautiful blend of Scripture and imagination. I was speechless.
