September 2, 2008


I was asked a question by my four-year-old this morning. "Mommy, how old is God?" Before I could answer my six-year-old said, "God's never had a birthday." Then Peter looked at me and said, "Mommy, I want to go back in your tummy and have another birthday." All I could do was smile and hope the new birthday he has is his new birth.

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