What we think of the theology books we write:
Well, I’ve worked for years on this, and I have to say I think I nailed it. It’s not perfect, but I am sure this will be a lasting contribution to thinking Christians everywhere. It’s a thoughtful piece that raises many pressing, indeed, perennial issues, that have not been addressed quite as clearly as I do here.
Five year old: Daddy, do you like my picture?
Father: [Dear God, if there is a God, have mercy on me and tell me what this random series--if series is even the right word--of lines and squiggles is supposed to be. Please. Help. Me.] Ah….woooooow! That’s A-M-A-Z-I-N-G!
Five Year Old: Can you tell what it is? [no clue what's happening]
Father: [Merciful and Almighty God. I do not know what this is. Either tell me or make it stop. I will promise you anything.] Of COURSE. Yeah. It’s a cccaaaa….
Five Year Old: [slightly puzzled but not discouraged] It’s a reindeer in a boat.
Father: [Capricious God, was I asking too much? A little help. Still, not too bad. Damage control time.] Sure. Here are the antlers…and look…it’s nose…and there is the outboard motor…..and that’s the water, right?
Five Year Old: That’s the sail.
Father: [A sail? Why didn't you warn me to leave well enough alone?] Oh, riiiight. The sail.
Five Year Old: Isn’t that a great picture, Dad.
Father: It’s beAUTiful. I love it. And everyone else who sees it will love it, too. Let’s hang it up on the fridge to make sure everyone sees it. Everyone needs to see this picture of a …reindeer…in a boat….
Five Year Old: ….with a sail.