This afternoon, I was doing some pre-nap reading to Maya from her children's Bible storybook. We finished with the story of Jesus restoring the blind man's sight, and as I shut the book, the stalling questions commenced.
"Mama, why were that man's eyes closed?"
"Well, that man was blind. He was born unable to see. His eyes didn't work. So Jesus healed him and he could see again."
"How did Jesus do that?"
"Do you remember in the story about how Jesus put mud on his eyes?"
"Yes, but I mean, how can Jesus DO that?"
"Oh, well Jesus is so powerful that he can do anything, remember?"
"Like what things?"
"But like WHAT? Please tell me!"
('Please tell me' is the ultimate in stalling tactics, when she senses the end of a conversation approaching. But I decided this was an important line of questioning, so I listed a few things that Jesus could do, and then remembered another story reference.)
"Hey Maya, what about the other story we just read? Do you remember the one about the storm? When Jesus and his friends were in the boat and the storm came and his friends were scared? Remember how Jesus talked to the storm? And the storm stopped. So even storms listen to Jesus. He made the storm stop."
She considered this a moment and then observed, thoughtfully...
"Oh. Well, that was clever."
Indeed. Yes. Divine...astounding...clever...something like that.