My sons were walking around the house the other day, shouting back and forth "Milk muck e pock pock", and then laughing hysterically. I was just silently watching them and taking it all in, wondering what I was missing. Eventually I asked them, "What are you guys saying"?
Gavin looked at me like I was a moron and said it again.
"Milk muck e pock pock".
"So what exactly does that mean", I asked.
"I don't know", he said
"Well where did you get [Milk muck e pock pock] from"?
"My Burger King toy"
"Let me see it"
Turns out it was a talking Dr. Spock toy. When you push the button on Spock's back, he says "Live long and prosper". It was a bad recording and the acoustics of a plastic Spock head are not the greatest as you can imagine, and with all of the noise of 3 kids in our home it is no wonder that he could not make out what Spock was actually saying. Do you ever wonder why you can't hear what God is trying to tell you. Elijah learned first hand (I Kings 19) that God whispers. How do we expect to hear Him when we are going 70 with the windows down and the radio volume knob turned all the way to the right? As a reminder, I now keep a little piece of paper in my car that reads: "Milk muck e pock pock". Get somewhere quiet today and seek God's voice. You might end up hearing something other than a jumbled message that you can't decipher.
Gavin looked at me like I was a moron and said it again.
"Milk muck e pock pock".
"So what exactly does that mean", I asked.
"I don't know", he said
"Well where did you get [Milk muck e pock pock] from"?
"My Burger King toy"
"Let me see it"
Turns out it was a talking Dr. Spock toy. When you push the button on Spock's back, he says "Live long and prosper". It was a bad recording and the acoustics of a plastic Spock head are not the greatest as you can imagine, and with all of the noise of 3 kids in our home it is no wonder that he could not make out what Spock was actually saying. Do you ever wonder why you can't hear what God is trying to tell you. Elijah learned first hand (I Kings 19) that God whispers. How do we expect to hear Him when we are going 70 with the windows down and the radio volume knob turned all the way to the right? As a reminder, I now keep a little piece of paper in my car that reads: "Milk muck e pock pock". Get somewhere quiet today and seek God's voice. You might end up hearing something other than a jumbled message that you can't decipher.
