November 21, 2017
"I know that I have sinned, but could you please forgive me for all my sins and help me pass through sixth grade?" -P.S. God, Can You Fly? (Wayne Willis)
"Out of the mouths of babes and children…" come some of the most profound theology ever said or written. Things as deep as sin or as close as the sixth grade slide together side by side in the same sentence. There is no fence around the "God things" and everything else. All live together in the Big Holy.
Prayers left in the chapel of a hospital included a prayer "for mom to get feeling better, for me to have the courage to ask Connie out to our banquet. And Lord, help her to say yes, because I really like her. Amen."
Prayer for a date merits an Amen as much as prayer for mom’s health. They belong together. They are woven together in the same cloth. The same fabric of life.
As we carve our turkeys and gaze into the faces of our loved ones, may our thanksgivings join with all creatures great and small. Woven together in the blanket of grace that joins all things into one. Part of The Big Holy.
P.S. If you hear some profound theology from one of your children, could you send it along to me? I am often in need of it.