Divine dimensions
Mrs Minimus: Darling, God has no beginning and no end.Minimus minor: Does that mean He doesn't have a middle either?
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Mrs Minimus: Darling, God has no beginning and no end.Minimus minor: Does that mean He doesn't have a middle either?
After speaking on the phone to Mrs Minimus from work I overheard this comment as she was putting the phone down: 'Darling, get off his head.'
We were in the local cornershop and number one son was, as usual, in his own four-year-old world, standing dreamily in the middle of the aisle, obstructing a big long-haired biker type of man. I shuffled elder son past the biker and on towards the exit, telling him to make way for the gentleman.
To which came the reply, in the ringingly piercing tones that four-year-olds specialise in, 'That's not a gentleman, that's a lady.'
Some quick explanations along the lines that hair length does not necessarily reflect gender and we were out of the door. The biker took it all in good part, however, I'm pleased to say.
My four year old son told me last night that he wants to go down Heaven Road.
Would that we all follow him.
My son, who is three and a half, has an interesting nickname for the Holy Spirit: Mr Cuddles.
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