Sunday morning, Ting Ting and I were in church, making our way to the sanctuary, when one of our associate pastors came up the stairs with supplies for her children's sermon.
"Jesus!" cried Ting Ting, greeting her with her arms outstretched.
Pastor Beth assumed Ting Ting was commenting on her advent sermons, in which she has invited the kids to open a different box with a little character inside every Sunday as they wait for baby Jesus to arrive. She told Ting Ting that they would not see Jesus that day, but soon. And she promised Ting Ting she could open that day's box.
But I knew better -- Pastor Beth has talked about Jesus so much that the two are intertwined in Ting Ting's mind. She has decided Jesus is our pastor's name.
And guess what, Daddy? Jesus IS a girl.
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3 comments:
I just LOVE it!!!
Ting Ting is smarter than all of us!
That is totally crackin' me up!
Too funny! Back when I was still at my home church, we were in the middle of a musical performance which involved a drama cast in Biblical costume. One of the men walked down the hall in the preschool area to check on his kids. Another child saw him, his eyes got big as saucers, and he announced to the teacher, "God's in the hall!"
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