Last night I was reading a story to Laura called “The Fox’s Story”. It’s narrated by a fox who recounts his tale of witnessing the angels’ announcement of Jesus’ birth to the shepherds, and his subsequent visit to see the Baby Jesus.
At the end of the story, when the fox is looking at the Baby, I tried to explain to Laura that Jesus is the king of the whole world, and isn’t that amazing? Well, that required an explanation of what a king is. I explained that a king is the boss, so that meant Jesus was the boss of the whole world.
After that sank in for a while, Laura noted that “Baby Jesus had a belly button, because he was born.”
“Yes,” I said, “that’s right, everybody who was been born has a belly button.”
But then Laura said, “Only one person doesn’t have a belly button.”
“Oh, who’s that?” I asked.
“God doesn’t have a belly button, because he wasn’t born,” Laura replied.
And that, my friends, is some pretty decent theology from a three-year-old!