J-man’s been fascinated by religion ever since he went to school. He goes to a Catholic school. The questions he asks are tough—sometimes even impossible—to answer, but seeing religion through a child’s eyes sheds a whole new light on the concept of ‘faith’, that’s for sure.
Even though he has a children’s bible that he almost knows inside and out and loves the stories, we never really felt it ‘lived’ for him until he started attending school.
I honestly didn’t think he had much of an idea what he was doing during praying and since I don’t feel comfortable leading him through a religious ritual he doesn’t fully comprehend, plus I feel religion is a personal relationship you have with God that develops (or doesn’t in some cases) overtime, I left it at that.
Suffice to say I was surprised when I discovered one of my rosaries was missing and I found him sitting on the couch with it, holding a bead between his tiny fingers.
I asked him what he was doing and really couldn’t help but chuckle at the answer.
“I’m praying, mom“, he said. “I just asked God if he could bring back the dinosaurs. But only the ones that eat plants“.
Yup. That’s my boy.