9:30 at night after a long day of teaching United Methodist Polity (Discipline) to a classroom full of brain-overloaded seminary students is not the time you want to be hit with a loaded question from an 8 year old, even if you are a theologian.
The brain is not quite firing all cylinders, the fog is settling in, and the recliner is calling.
I was in the living room listening to Brian try to fumble his way through the fog to answer the question in a way she would understand. (I have to admit sometimes I can’t help but giggle when this kind of thing happens. Sometimes it can seriously be harder for those with a bunch of theological training to explain things in such simplistic terms, simply because they are used to in-depth theological discussions.)
I really don’t remember what Brian said through the entire exchange, but I was amazed how the conversation ended.
Sarah just as sweet and confident as can be, says
“You know, I think the Holy Spirit carries our prayers to God.”
Living thru faith,