This story is one of the eighty fables and parables found in Beatitales: 80 Fables about the Beatitudes for Children. Get your copy here.
There was a little girl who loved to draw. She drew pretty pictures every day and often gave these pictures to her parents or her brother.
One day, she decided to draw a picture of God. She sat down and got out her markers, but she didn’t know where to start.
“What does God look like?” she wondered.
She got up and found her brother and asked him what God looks like.
He pointed up to a picture of Jesus on the wall in their family room. “Look, he’s got a beard and brown hair,” her brother said.
“Not Jesus, I mean God,” said the little girl.
“But Jesus is God,” said the brother.
“Oh,” said the girl.
“Why don’t you go ask mom for help?” he said.
So she did. She found her mom in the kitchen, talking on the phone. “Mom, what does God look like?”
Her mom covered the phone and said, “Can this wait for just a few minutes?”
“Mom, how am I supposed to draw God?” she asked, ignoring what her mom said.
“I don’t know. He’s a Spirit, so it’s pretty hard to draw,” said her mom.
“Not the Holy Spirit. How do you draw God?” asked the girl.
“Sweetheart, the Holy Spirit is God. Why don’t you ask your dad?” she said, and started to talk again on the phone.
So the girl went outside to find her dad and asked, “How do you draw God?”
Her father was busy in the garage, but he paused and looked to her. “Did you ask your mom?”
“Yeah, and my brother, too,” she said.
“And what did they say?” asked her dad.
“They said to draw a picture of Jesus and the Holy Spirit,” she said.
“Well, then there’s just one more picture to add,” he said. “You have to draw the Father. He is God, too.”
The girl was very confused. Her dad smiled and went back to his work.
The girl went back inside and sat down again to draw her picture.
She picked up a marker, but this time, she closed her eyes and said, “Hey, God, what do you look like?”
She opened her eyes and smiled. Then she began to draw.
Blessed are the pure in heart, for they will see God.
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