On Saturday, David had his first "job" for our neighbors -- he followed our neighbor around for a couple of hours and helped him spread pine straw and do other yard work. David loved it -- although it's nice to be "needed" by Daddy and Grandpas, there was something manly about being "needed" by a man outside the family! At some point, our neighbor paid him a few dollars for his hard work, a fact of which David was extremely proud (and he should be!).
This gave rise to a discussion about how, in thankfulness to God for providing for our needs, we give back to Him a portion of what we are given. Although David is used to the concept in relation to his allowance, this was his first "paid job", so he worked through it for a while before deciding it was a good idea.
With all of this as background, yesterday afternoon our precious
boy asked us, with the serious and contemplative attitude
of a child who is trying to figure something out,
"But Mommy, how does our money get up to Heaven?"