Today Jake brought home an eye patch and a hook from Pirate Camp, but he's disappointed because they told him they won't be making swords. Man, that kid is hard to please...
Anyway, so yesterday on the way home from camp, Jake fired then re-hired me. Today he claims that I have no theological knowledge. At least not as much as he does.
J: Mommy, when we die does God die too?
B: No, honey, God never dies.
J: Oh man! I wish I didn't have to die.
B: Well, you don't have to think about that until you are very, very old, and you've lived a good life. Then you won't mind because when you die, you'll get to live with God.
J: Do I get to come back here?
B: Some people think we do come back, and some people believe we stay with God.
J: I want to come back. I don't want to stay dead with God.
B: Well, some people believe that death is a new kind of life. You'll get to meet God and it might be so great you don't want to come back.
J: No, you can't meet God.
B: Why do you think that?
J: Hello?? You're dead. You can't open your eyes and start talking to God when you're dead.
Sigh...Why can't my son be one of those accepting kids? You know, the kind that doesn't think about things, just accepts them the way they are...
(I don't really wish for that. I've learned a lot listening to Jake...)
Anyway, so yesterday on the way home from camp, Jake fired then re-hired me. Today he claims that I have no theological knowledge. At least not as much as he does.
J: Mommy, when we die does God die too?
B: No, honey, God never dies.
J: Oh man! I wish I didn't have to die.
B: Well, you don't have to think about that until you are very, very old, and you've lived a good life. Then you won't mind because when you die, you'll get to live with God.
J: Do I get to come back here?
B: Some people think we do come back, and some people believe we stay with God.
J: I want to come back. I don't want to stay dead with God.
B: Well, some people believe that death is a new kind of life. You'll get to meet God and it might be so great you don't want to come back.
J: No, you can't meet God.
B: Why do you think that?
J: Hello?? You're dead. You can't open your eyes and start talking to God when you're dead.
Sigh...Why can't my son be one of those accepting kids? You know, the kind that doesn't think about things, just accepts them the way they are...
(I don't really wish for that. I've learned a lot listening to Jake...)
4 Comments:
Boy, that kid is a thinker! I sure hope his questions don't just keep getting harder though, he can get kinda tricky.
Geezz Becky..everyone knows you can't open your eyes when your dead!! LOL
My nephew did a Q & A with me once. Every answer I gave his response would be Why? We went back and forth like this for awhile and I finally said "because that is the way God made it" of course he came back with "Why?" and I turned to him and said in a very serious voice "Oh honey, we don't question God" That ended the conversation....but I have a feeling that wouldn't work for Jake, he is to smart to fall for that! Good Luck! LOL
Jake was Nietzsche in a past life or something.
You could work that angle to your advantage. ;)
Jake must have been talking to H yesterday because on the way home from the party I had almost the same conversation with her! LOL
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