Driving back from church a little earlier this evening, Abigail and I had the following conversation. Now, admittedly, this is not a word for word transcription. However, I believe every phrase is an accurate representation of what was said… I just can’t remember every single phrase spoken.
Jay: Abigail, who does God save?
Abigail: All who have faith in Jesus.
J: That’s right! And do you know what it means to have faith in Jesus?
A: What.
J: It means to trust Jesus to forgive your sins, and to pay the penalty for your sins. That sort of thing.
A: But Dad… Dad, I think I have a bubble in my tummy, so we probably shouldn’t talk anymore.
J: What???
A: I have a bubble in my tummy and it doesn’t feel good. I think I have gasoline. Gasoline… that’s no fun. Dad do you have gasoline in your tummy sometimes?
J: Uh, well, something like that…
A: Once, when I was three, I had gasoline, but then I made a putt putt and felt better.
Wow. These are the moments that Jack Handey would remember if he were a theologian. Katie’s parents are thoroughly enjoying Abigail’s forays into the metaphysical!
Keep ’em coming…
Some up-and-coming therapist somewhere is smiling to know that Abigail will one day be on his couch complaining of her father having posted items such as this! ;^P
Right, you go over the time limit and this is what happens. Of course, if the quality stays this high, perhaps it will motivate you to keep extending catechism time…