A conversation between Blane and me:
Blane: Mom, does God have big hands?
Me (wondering why he was asking): Yes, I guess so.
Blane: Can he get balls off of roofs?
Me (thinking, "Aha!"): Do you have a ball that you need to get off a roof?
Blane: No, I don't have to get a ball off a roof.
(Of course. He just wants to store this piece of info away in case he ever needs it--you never know when you might need to ask the LORD to get your ball off the roof)
Me: Well, I suppose God can do that.
The End
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