church by car or discovering the trinity in time for St. Patrick’s Day

Being five seems to tap some spiritual/religion/church region of the brain. At least in my two children who have reached age 5. In the car today (of course in the car), Henry was thinking about Jesus. I think watching Miranda make her First Communion banner might have been the genesis, but he had been talking for a few minutes without a response from me required.

Henry: Is God the same as Jesus?

Me: [Thinking rapidly about the trinity and unitarians] Yes.

Henry: So God is Jesus?

Me: Yes, God, Jesus and the Holy Spirit are all one.

Henry: Hmmm.

Me: Well, God speaks to us in different ways [trying to articulate on a 5 year old level why the Trinity makes sense. Even when the Trinity doesn't always make perfect sense to me.]

Henry: Yes. Like in Spanish

Me: ?

Henry: [giggling] Or in China where he speaks Chinese

Me: Well

Henry: Or Idaho.

Henry: Or New York!

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We’ll be wearing the green tomorrow. And I might even try to translate the shamrock into the trinity a la St Patrick.