My children believe in God.
That isn’t that big of a deal except that we aren’t very religious people.
My children believe in God and they like to tell me that. A lot.
Sometimes I think they like to rub it in because I am an Atheist, and while I support their beliefs I’m not really sure where they came from. None of their grandparents or parents currently practice any religion and if any of them have any strong beliefs either way they aren’t really talking about it.
My children believe in God and they believe that he is an invisible giant with no feet.
And I say If he is invisible how do you know he is a giant? And how do you know he isn’t a she? I want to be supportive. I want them to know that I am a well-wisher for whatever belief system they choose to ascribe to. I have chosen my own, but that doesn’t mean I think that they have to believe what I believe. I want them to be able to think for themselves. I want them to be able to choose for themselves.
My children believe in an invisible, giant God with no feet.
Their deity inexplicably has no feet.
And they are (well, at least the boy is) scared of the puppet devil.
And I’m not sure why.
I have no idea how to deal with that. How to I explain the the puppet devil isn’t real when they know I don’t believe in God either. I mean sure, I say, Well, he is a puppet. He is felt with some guys hand up in there. And they say Why can’t you see the guy? and I say Because he is squatting down where the camera can’t see him and that just isn’t good enough for them.
For right now my kids believe in an invisible giant God with no feet and the puppet devil.
And I’m not sure to what to do with that information besides tell you about it.