Dat Be Cool


Our John Mark is talking. Like a crazy man. All the time. In his own language.
His current fav phrase is, "Dat be Cool."
We don't much say "That'll be cool." We don't often utter a plain ol' "cool." Don't know where the boy got it from, but got it he has.
"Dat be cool, Mama," as he joins his Mama at work in the kitchen even though she didn't ask & really would do better without his help.
"Dat be cool, Seffee," as he invades his brother's room becoming the ultimate destructive force in Seth's Star Wars universe.
"Dat be cool, Mehnee," as he removes a baby doll from his sister's arms to cuddle her more than Mary Elizabeth.
"Dat be cool, Dahdee," as he plunks himself into my lap to read a book even though I was already reading the paper.
A self-affirming mantra. Not mean or ugly, "you do it my way because I'm a stubborn toddler or else." But kind & enthusiastic, "even though I didn't ask to join you, watch out here I come because I want to & l love you."
It's more than assumption. It's as if he is certain of the outcome.
It's more than expectancy. It's as if he knows it will happen.
It's more than hope. It's as if he is confident it will be.
Not yet three year old or three foot tall John Mark has got the sort of faith the Lord Jesus welcomes.
Jesus said in John 14:13, "I will do whatever you ask in my name."
Paul writes in Ephesians 3:20 that Jesus, "is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine."
What do you need, friends?
Then pray. Jesus' will. And pray BIG.
Dat be cool.