"Jenn, do you talk to God?" Rojo asks his wonderful aide.
"Yea, Rojo, I talk to God."
"When?" he persists.
"In the morning and usually at night," she answers patiently.
"You should talk to God right now, out loud, I want to hear you talk to God."
"No, Rojo, I'm not going to talk to God right now out loud, it's private."
"Just talk to God right now, Jenn, just let me hear you talk to God right now. Just let me hear you talk to God!"
They back and forthed a few more rounds before she asked, "Rojo, how about you, do you talk to God?"
"No," he answered.
Maybe he doesn't talk to God, out loud, with words, but the boy has a direct line to God the likes of which I've never seen before.
Talking's over-rated.
P.S. We have only one spot left in each of the writing classes Deb Shucka (Catbird Scout) and I are leading in January. If you're interested in an in-person class in Portland, or an on-line class from wherever you live, please let me know! We'd love to have you join our circle!
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8 comments:
Maybe he was fishing for a "God, you're cute!"
I agree, his life is a conversation with God.
I want my life to be a conversation with God because my words fail me every time I try to say what I need to say to Him.
Okay, I'll do it.
Hi God.
Thank you for giving us Rojo, one of your most obvious gifts to the world EVER.
How do you hide his wings?
Love and Respect,
Drama Mama
Ah, but does he talk to himself? Same thing.
Awesome! Does God talk to him? I love the questions and more so the thinking behind the questions. Great post!
LoL!
I wonder what kind of spirit God gave that kid...You are lucky to have him so close to you, where you can see it up close all the time.
:)
That's so great. I remember when my son Henry was about five or six and his sister was doing terribly (she has a seizure disorder). He told me that I needed to be quiet and just listen because God would talk to me. Thanks for reminding me of that memory!
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