The TMI Files. Theology And The Four Year OldI know postings a bit light on, but there was a bit of an upheaval in the household and we've got a new housemate. My teenage niece, L, has joined us in Bogan Central.
That's been keeping me out of mischief, as has my new job. It's nothing fancy, just office work, and my hours are around Magilla's, so it's perfect for me.
I've also been pulling together my thoughts on patriarchy and feminism, but I need to be able to sit down for a few solid hours to get that done properly.
For your entertainment in the meantime, however, Magilla is very bit on Jesus and God at the moment. Since she was away over the long weekend the other week, she missed church.
And since she enjoys going to church, she lets me know that she's missing it.
Yesterday, driving home from daycare, she asked me if we could go to church. I replied that we would go on sunday as usual.
She continued on...
Magilla: You can't say that Jesus makes it rain any more.
Me: Oh, okay then.
Magilla: The sun dries the water up from the sea and the pools and takes the chlorine out and makes it in clouds. That's what makes rain.
Me: Is that right?
Magilla: Yes, so Jesus doesn't make it rain.
Me: Is that what Daddy says?
Magilla: Yes, so you're not allowed to say that any more.
Me: Okay, but who's watching over everything?
Magilla: Jesus. Why doesn't Daddy like God and Jesus?
(this is a recurring theme in our household)
Me: Well, some people don't understand about Him and decide that because He's not like normal people they don't like Him or believe in Him.
Magilla: Oh. But God and Jesus are good people.
Me: Yes they are.
Magilla: I think Daddy should like Jesus and God. And John Howard.
Me: You want me to say something?
Magilla: Yes. You should tell him to like them.
Me: I should have words with your father and tell him about Jesus and why he should like Him?
Magilla: Yes you should.
Me: Oh. Okay.
(dumbstruck. her father is a rabid anti-religion atheist.)
From there, the conversation turned to the concept of the Trinity. Well, two members of the Trinity at least.
ME: You know, Jesus and God are the same person.
Magilla: They are?
Me: Yes, they are different parts of one person. You know how I'm not just Mummy I'm also Nilk? God and Jesus are like that.
(her favourite question)
Me: Well, to you I'm Mummy, but other people call me Nilk, don't they?
Magilla: (slowly) Yes....
Me: I'm still the same, but I'm your mummy, not anyone else's, and I'm different with you than I am with them, yes?
Me: It's like that with Jesus and God. He's the same person, but He sometimes does different things so we call Him either Jesus or God.
Magilla: Does Jesus and God call you Nilk?
Me: (laughing) Yes, if He's talking to me properly. But God doesn't talk to us like normal people. We don't hear Him with our ears, which is why some people don't understand and choose to believe He's not real.
Magilla: But He is real.
Me: Yes, and even though we can't see Him or hear Him like I'm talking to you now, He's still with us. And sometimes if we listen, we can hear Him inside of us. It's not like normal listening.
Magilla: I haven't heard Him.
Me: No, but that doesn't mean He won't talk to you. I've heard Him, so I can tell you He's around. He doesn't talk much to us, but He's here alright.
About this time, we pulled up at home, and Theology 101 was over.
We'll no doubt have many more of these discussions, and it's remarkable to me how comfortable she is in her belief.
Of course, the other side of her family tree isn't impressed, but church and God are not negotiable, so I guess I will be having words with them at some stage on this matter.
Another snippet to amuse which has nothing to do with religion.
Magilla says to me a couple of days ago: I wish the Fat Cat (who has been on a diet) would get fat again. Then she won't be able to run away!