My dear friend J. from back home just emailed me this bedtime exchange she had with her daughter:
I was putting M. to bed on Thursday night and we started talking about Jesus.
I told her that Christmas is Jesus’ birthday.
She told me that he died on Friday.
I told her that she was right, that he died on Good Friday.
I asked her, do you know what happened after that?
Yes, she told me, he was back to normal by Sunday.
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Precious.
tee hee
perfect
Sweet.
That’s the kind of employee my boss would like… except for the glutonous use of that one sick day. Please work on that.
I love kid theology.
That’s pretty much it!
If ‘normal’ entails being crucified for the sins of the world then resurrected a couple days later in preparation to sit at the right hand of God for eternity then, frankly, I’d hate to see what the kid’s version of ‘exceptional’ would be.
Kids are so hard to please these days.
I’m smiling, a Jesus story on your blog. I still have trouble though with using the term “good” Friday concerning nailing a man to a cross.
Yeah, well you just remember what happened to Jesus next time you’re having a session with your acupuncturist.
HA! I love the way kids think!
Absolutely – just like a plot from The Young And The Restless.
That Jesus…
Making it hard for all us regular joe’s to call in sick to work!
My pal J, who happens to be Jewish, once left the following message on Good Friday on our answering machine: Hi, just calling to say I’m sorry to hear about Jesus. But don’t worry – he comes back!
Meanwhile, Eleanor at almost 5 is having a hard time with the space-time continuum and the resurrection. She wants to know where the cross IS that Jesus died on. Is it the one at Mt. Carmel? (her preschool) Um. No. Is it the one at our church? No. Well. Sort of. In a metaphysical sort of way . . . .
Oh, that is the best thing I’ve read in a long time. That sure sums up years of Sunday school.
I loved it when my daughter made a wish to God when she blew out the birthday candles or when she thinks every candle is a Hanukkah candle and starts saying a prayer when we light the match.
He musta been a teacher.