A recent theological conversation that unfolded, as usual, in the car…
The Preschooler: Mommy, is God in my tummy?
Me: Umm, no. God is always with us, so in a special way He’s in your heart, but He’s not really living in your tummy.
The Preschooler: (while curiously squeezing her right side) Well, they said at church “God is on your side,” and that’s close to my tummy. So, I think God is in my tummy.
Me: (after prolonged silence) OK.
I’m just not equipped to have profound dialogue about matters like this while operating heavy machinery.
And, then on a much lighter note, another conversation followed…
The Preschooler: Mommy, I don’t ever want to watch Beauty and the Geese.
Me: OK. But, why not?
The Preschooler: I’m afraid the geese will get me.
Somehow, I think we missed the memo about the Beast. And, I’m pretty sure the geese would be the least of her worries…
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