In-depth Theology Part II

Regarding the ministry:

At just 3 years old, Phillip is already decided upon his life’s calling; he's going to be a minister like his daddy. He’s been practicing for a while now, and every now and again he stacks up open books in piles of six, and preaches to Jesse. This is just for pretend, of course, because when Phap gets big, he’ll be preaching on weightier subjects; subjects like how we should “worship only God” and "ummm, sit still in church.”

His little friend Ian has a different take on the ministry. He likes to stand, gesticulate, and preach with a string of real sermon words; “Justification! Thine Thee! Abomination! Hath! Propitiation!”

And from a younger member of our congregation: “I saw God today Mom!” “Oh...?” (Mum looks a little confused and slightly concerned.) “Yeah! I see him more often!” “Oh, well what does he look like?” “He usually wears suits but he wasn’t today. He’s mostly at church.” “Oh, I see!!!” (Mum breathes a sigh of distinct relief.) “You mean Pastor B. He’s not God, he’s just God’s minister.” “No, no, every Sunday he says it: ‘I am the Lord Thy God who brought Thee out...”

In-depth Theology With our Youngers

It definitely has been a long time since I've looked at my blog. Time plays a large part in this, of course. But the old question comes to mind again; some things are too amusing, too ironic or too good to forget. And what better way than through writing it down?

We've been trading stories about kids and theology.

From Aunt Mary:

Holly was teaching two-year-old Andrew about the miracle of the Red Sea crossing, and how Moses made it all the way across, completely dry. Andrew was fully impressed; “Wow! Did he wear underpants too!?!”

From Daniel & Raewinn:

While teaching his four-year-old about the Bible, a pastor had focused primarily on Jesus and His mercy. The full result of this came to light at a spanking; the boy was screaming, “Have mercy, have mercy! Would Jesus do this?” From then on, the pastor knew; hell and damnation first, mercy after.

Long ago, when Phillip was just learning to talk:

“Look, look Phillip! A wood-pecker!” “Wood-whacker?” “Yes. He’s pretty isn’t he?” “Nooooo...” “No?” “No. He perfect.”