One Child's Experiences in Catechism Leads to Imaginative Leap of...well...not Faith
Lad (clutching stomach): I think Jesus got into my room last night while I was sleeping.
Dad: Why do you say that?
Lad: Well...you know how Jesus can make water into wine?
Dad (beaming at his son's knowledge but still slightly concerned): Absolutely. This happened at Cana. And as you know Jesus is everywhere...not just in your room.
Lad (wincing): I know...but he must've been in my room last night and did something to my tummy.
Dad (What in the Hell--sorry--Heck is he getting at? An intruder?): Mysterious ways aside, please explain, young man.
Lad: Uhm...he turned my dinner into water...brown water.
Dad: What?
Lad: I pooped brown water.
Dad (Oh for Christ's...er...well, shit): Listen, that has nothing to do with our Lord Jesus Christ and everything to do with your mother's casserole. Jesus can't turn digesting food into water.
Lad: I thought he could do anything.
Dad: ...
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Lad (clutching stomach): I think Jesus got into my room last night while I was sleeping.
Dad: Why do you say that?
Lad: Well...you know how Jesus can make water into wine?
Dad (beaming at his son's knowledge but still slightly concerned): Absolutely. This happened at Cana. And as you know Jesus is everywhere...not just in your room.
Lad (wincing): I know...but he must've been in my room last night and did something to my tummy.
Dad (What in the Hell--sorry--Heck is he getting at? An intruder?): Mysterious ways aside, please explain, young man.
Lad: Uhm...he turned my dinner into water...brown water.
Dad: What?
Lad: I pooped brown water.
Dad (Oh for Christ's...er...well, shit): Listen, that has nothing to do with our Lord Jesus Christ and everything to do with your mother's casserole. Jesus can't turn digesting food into water.
Lad: I thought he could do anything.
Dad: ...
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