Our granddaughter, Macy, is in that delicious stage where she is learning to express ideas, concepts, and, as it turns out, theology. We snuggled in my chair during the final episode of the History Channel’s The Bible. Macy had been in children’s church that morning, and she knew what was coming next with every scene. “Now the veil will rip.”
I was impressed. She even explained to me that sending Jesus to die on the cross was God’s idea, and that Jesus was good with it. But, then we got to the scene where Jesus cries out, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken Me?”
“Hey, wait a minute!” Macy said. “Why is He sayin’ that? I thought they had this all worked out.”
Ah, yes. That’s the thing about theology. It gets shaky in the face of real life sometimes. Fortunately, it is only our understanding of God that shakes. It is never Him.
Macy will figure that out someday. And, hopefully, I will, too.
Oh Macy. I know how you feel.
Yes, you do.
Adorable. Also, tell her to call me if she gets that all sorted out.
Will do.