One of my closest friends mailed me this when I was going through my tribulations with the Thistle Lady. It was one of those great packages that you open that puts a smile on your face. If anyone who has had a good laugh over my crazy catholic guilt, family, and life. It would be her and it was just another kind gesture to remind me that my neighbor is not just a nuance but another comical character in my life.
But it was when my little man was playing with the magnets on the fridge, he pondered the fact that I had Jesus hidden from full frontal view, and had him stuck on the back side of the fridge.
He looked at me and said, “Mom, Why is Jesus on the back of the fridge? Shouldn’t he be on the front of the fridge? after all, he is the most important person next to God.”
He took the magnet and placed it on the front of the fridge. I was taken back from his gesture and was surprised to see this inquisitive six-year-old looking at me for a serious explanation for hiding Jesus on the fridge.
My reply was simple “Well, it was a joke gift, and I keep it on the back of the fridge not to offend anyone.”
“But how could anyone be offended? It says,’ Jesus is Coming Look Busy.’ He is after all our boss?”
“Umm! I guess. You could look at it that way.”
It was at that moment, I realized, I forgotten how wonderous religion could be looking through a child eyes. He was struck with adoration for the love of God and Jesus. There wasn’t any questioning but absolute faith. I marvelled in his wonderment because as I begun to grow older I began to question my faith, grew cynical with religion, and its politics. It was when I realized when the church no longer reflected my values, or my beliefs, that I walked away only to become a Christmas Catholic.
“Well, Mom he is our maker. And he made us because he loves us.”
The moment he said this I wondered to myself wouldn’t it be nice to have the same simplistic feeling towards religion without questioning…