Zoey: MOM. Did you know God made us? Ms. Mandi says so.
Me: That's true.
Zoey: But...she says God made everything.
Me: Also true.
Zoey: But...that means he made...snakes.
What she clearly meant by the screwed up little expression on her face was 'explain THAT, lady'. A God who created all things wonderful, like libraries and Cinderella and hot milk, also turned around on whatever day it was before he got to seven, and whipped up a batch of SNAKES? You're joking, and I'm not buying it.
I'm not sure how to clear up the confusion on this one. If you substitute 'spiders' for 'snakes', this could possibly have been the exact same conversation I had with my own mother almost 30 years ago.
2 comments:
As far as snakes go....well.....even God can have an "off" batch! :P
oh, the poetic implications we could discuss here. let's ask john milton what HE thinks of this. oh wait, he's dead.
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