more theological musings

Today Ethan asked if Jesus was the son and God was the daddy. Well, yes, that is true, I told him.

"Well, then if Mary and Joseph were Jesus' mommy and daddy on earth, and God is his daddy in heaven, then who is his mommy?"


crickets chirping

Blink. Blink. Blink. His eyes watch me, waiting expectantly for an answer.

"Uh, well, he doesn't have a mommy in heaven," I say, tentatively.

"Is that because God is the bestest daddy ever?"

Eagerly I nod, "yes, God is the best Father we could ever have."

"Well, maybe you could be Jesus' mommy when you go up to heaven?"

I squirmed again. Desperately wondering how to explain to him that God and Jesus, while Father and Son, are actually one in the same. And a mommy wouldn't help explain the Trinity either. Feeling unsure, I squeak, "Well, I don't know if I am the right mommy for the job."

Ethan responds, "Oh you'd do a good job. I think. Maybe." Pause. "Or maybe Jesus doesn't need a mommy?"

Ah yes, Ethan, that is most likely true.