Thursday, November 17, 2016

This was from May 20th, 2016:

Here it goes: my daughter has been introduced to my childhood imaginary friend. I don't know how, or by whom, and she says her brain told this to her when she was younger. Of course, she was a bit young to recognize anything that was being taught in the church where I used to lead worship, so I'm curious as to how she was reminded of anything pertaining to Jesus. She laid out the facts, and it came up out of the blue. She asked how the humans were born; not the birds and the bees question, but rather who were the first humans. She already knew the answer: it was Jesus and his mother. Instantly I tried to understand what she was talking about, so I asked if she had read that or heard that, and she insisted that her brain told her from when she was really little. She said Jesus' birthday is on Christmas. Jesus was born in the year two-thousand zero, which I understood her to mean zero. She said he died in 1988. That was an interesting date. Sounds fishy to me.... I'm not one to zone in on such a topic unless it's appropriate, and I really didn't want to make that a huge deal and to have a big impression, so I started talking about other people instead, like my grandparents, and their grandparents, and even Einstein and Newton. So needless to say, the whole Jesus thing will have to wait until she brings it up again.

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