This is going to be a series. Not so much a series of posts that run consecutively. It will just be about the same type of thing, appearing periodically.
It has been happening, a lot lately, that I have been picking up on some VERY interesting conversation between my children. Sometimes it is a conversation involving myself. I think they are cute, funny, thought-provoking, or just worth sharing. Either way, I hope you enjoy them when they come.
The following conversation took place YESTERDAY, in the FTU, between sons #1 and #2.
Background: We were on our way to church. The boys climbed into the FTU. Apparently, there was a TINY spider that #1 sat beside. A bit of web was on his shirt. Upon the discovery of said web and TINY spider, and after the rigor my son immediately had, we were finally free to leave. This is their follow-up conversation.
Son #2: Go ahead. You watch the movie and I'll watch
you to make sure "Spikey" (he nicknamed the arachnid) doesn't crawl on you again.
Son #1: It's OK. You don't have to. I prayed that the
spider would die.
Son #2: (after a few moments of silence) I don't think
God will kill a spider....RIGHT, MOM?
Mom: (that's me) Well, I don't really know. I don't know that God will kill the spider. However, I DO think that God could make it to where the spider crawls away and not bother your brother anymore.
Son #1: Well, I DO think God will make him die because
God is omniscient and He KNOWS that if the spider gets on me I would freak out and scream. THEN, I would get into trouble by Mom because I'm being too loud and bothering everyone.
Son #2: Oh.
I'm guessing that at that point, son #2 realized the logic and the probability of all of this, thus ending the conversation. As it stands, "Spikey" never did bother Son #1 again...maybe I should go check for a dead spider. Hmmmmmmm........