The daughter and I happen to have our most intense conversations during the early morning drive to school everyday.
These days, she's always bringing up death. And God. These two topics always throw me off. Unlike Sriram, who quite enjoys talking about death, I don't :(.
One day, she asks me: "what if someone loses their daddy? how would they live? then they would only have mommy, and brother, in the house, and no daddy, ever". Thank goodness she stopped there and didn't talk about our Porry (that's what my kids call their beloved daddy).
The other day: "do people come back after they die? where do they go when they die?"
And then today: "mumma, have you been in a storm? like when the sky falls down, and lightning comes? how would you save yourself from dying?"
And then, I must have told her, maybe more than once, that God is everywhere, and that God is within you. That has struck a chord in her brain.
So I constantly get questions like...."Is God in tires? Is God in stores? Is God in trees? Is God in flowers? Is God in our body, where in our body?"
Both kids are often found arguing about God as well. The younger one is mostly following what his sister says. And he isn't shy relaying that information to his friends in school. I often get questions from his preschool friends at pickup time on whether God is in their montessori jobs, or backyard slides :).
So far, I've done quite a poor job in handling these questions. But as kids are growing up, I need to be prepared for meaningful conversations around these topics.
This post has been lying in the drafts folder since a couple of weeks now, so I'm not going to drag anymore...I'm publishing it as is. That's how it's been with blogging lately - so many thoughts come up, and being spread thin + scatter brained, those thoughts don't make it here as a coherent post.
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