God @ a Six-Year-Old's Birthday Party...

My understanding of God changed as I grew older...and that's a good thing...

Last Saturday, I was reminded (at a six-year-old's birthday party) that God wasn't in the words.  I was going for the metaphor of magic...a certain kind of magic...that made plants grow...and you grow...blah, blah, blah.

It wasn't a bad ceremony... but for these little people, God was play.

God visited as a rose-petal, blessing... turned food fight.
It was magnificent.  Blessed be and Amen.

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