A few days ago, Hannah asked:
“Dad, how come God doesn’t fall out of the sky?”
In my infinite wisdom, I replied:
“Well, honey, He’s up there pretty good.”
Yup, that was my college-educated reply to a 4 year olds question about the omnipresence of God. He’s up there pretty good. How pathetic is that? The funny thing was the fact that she accepted that answer and moved on. How come when we ask God questions and He gives us the answer, we can’t take it and move on?