Tuesday, March 24, 2009

How Dogs Get to Heaven

Several weeks ago Caleb and I were discussing the death of a friend's dog. He wanted to know the usual....will they bury him?...will he go to heaven? Yes to both and the questions usually stop there. But not on this particular day, our guy is getting very intuitive and this is the conversation that ensued:

Caleb: But, HOW will he get to heaven?

Me: Don't worry, God will come get him.

Caleb: Will God FLY down to get him?

Me: Not exactly, see God is with us all the time.

Caleb: ALL the time?

Me: Yup.

Caleb: God is in this room with us...RIGHT NOW?

Me: Well, really, it's His Spirit (just now realizing that this convo has gotten a tad deep for my audience)

Caleb: (runs to look behind the couch) Mom...you are FREAKING me out!

Me: (awkward silence) well....ummm....yeah..........................so ya wanna cookie?

In retrospect, probably shoulda just answered "yes" about the flying bit somewhere around 10 questions ago. My luck he'll go to school and tell his teachers and the 15 other 4 year olds that "God lives behind his couch." Not quite sure this is what Pastor had in mind when he gave the sermon on "spreading the GOOD NEWS!" Let's just pray that next week he doesn't ask where babies REALLY come from.

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And since many of you (including my hubby) think no post is complete without a picture....you may feast your eyes on The Sweeties with Nonni Donna!!

2 comments:

Gosfam said...

Yes I have learned that when answering questions two things: Keep it simple, and answer only the question they asked. Leave it simple and when they get older you can elaborate further :) Kendall is at her question stage now, and I am getting worried.
Great picture of your mom with the boys.

Sarah said...

Don't you just love conversations like that? Especially because everything is taken in a literal sense in childrens minds. I can just hear Caleb saying "You're freaking me out!" :)