More tales from parochial school
One of my sons keeps asking me how Jesus died. He asks how he ended up on the cross and how they got him away from Mary and Joseph. Its been going on for days. The same questions, the same responses.
Finally, while in the tub taking a bath, he asked again about Jesus being taken from his parents. Then it dawned on me, he thought Jesus was hung on the crucifix as a baby.
"Honey, Jesus was a grown man when he was hung. I know it is only a few months between Christmas and Easter but he got to grow up and become an adult."
He visibly relaxed in the bath and hasn't asked again.
I'm looking forward to when this year is over. Then we can focus on living, not obsessing about death.
1 comment:
Yipes.
Although my friends who went to parochial school all are well rounded and fairly successful, a few of them have strange guilt and death complexes which I assume is also a result of parochial school.
Luckily you can help them out.
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