Did you see this tweet over the weekend?
What led to that comment was innocent enough chatter. Holidays. Favorite holidays. Christmas. And then “Oh, yeah, God does not exist” pops out from the very smart and very precocious kid who was over to play with Declan for the day.
My son? He launched immediately into a discourse on the fact that he thought Jesus *did* exist, because Jesus was in that song, you know, the one by Boney M? And treated us with a very loud and full scale rendition of the song right then and there in Noodles & Company.
Here’s the thing. I think I have mentioned before that Bryan and I consider ourselves agnostic. Not by the strict definition exactly, just basically that we believe in *something* – we just don’t know what.
Try explaining THAT to a 6 year old.
We have skirted the issue a few times, and one thing we definitely believe in is respect for everyone’s beliefs. Well, except for Tom Cruise and all those assholes who try to tell me I am going to hell if I don’t agree with them. And people who wave “God Hates Fags” signs. Gah.
But in general, I am all about to each his own.
So of course, Declan’s friend’s comment sparks some questions. I told Declan that a lot of people think that people created God in their imaginations a long time ago to have something to put their faith in. And that I tended to agree with them, actually. I just don’t know what else is out there.
[I am hedging my bets, basically.]
And in one of Declan’s books, there was a good section that talked about religion in general. All major religions. Christianity, Judaism, Buddhism, Hinduism, Islam, Sikhism, on and on. I was reading about the different facets of the religions, their holy books, traditions, where they worship, who they believe in and why…
Declan, clearly in over his head and not to mention, bored, pipes up with this: “MY religion is all about keeping my pants up in public, so my behind doesn’t show.”
I think that about covers God for a while.