Sunday, March 1, 2009

GOD'S JOB DESCRIPTION--5 YEAR OLD EMPLOYER

GOD'S JOB DESCRIPTION-- 5 YEAR OLD EMPLOYER
Category: Life

Dear Friendly Persons,

I write blogs concerning my grand daughter, Irissa, who is a precocious sage at the prime age of five. It is my job to help her arrive at kindergarten for the afternoon session. When we drive to the school, we have philosophical discussions.

Me: (As I buckle her into her car seat) Irissa, listen. The birds are singing.

Irissa: They are singing, "I wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year."

Me: Honey, I don't think so. Christmas is over.

Irissa: No, Grandma, they are singing that song. Trust me, I know.

Me: (Driving the car) What else do you know?

Irissa: Chris Angel can fly. God helps him fly.

Me: Well, Chris Angel is a magician. He knows tricks. God isn't helping him do that.

Irissa: Grandma, God helps Chris Angel fly and God gives him clothes to wear.

Me: (We wrestled that topic a bit) Okay, then does God give other people their clothes?

Irissa: No. Just magicians. (She paused and was thinking of her next insight.) Birds have their own God.

Me: What do dogs and cats have?

Irissa: Um, they have our God and he has helpers that watch over them. We watch over them, too.

Me: Grandma Grant is in heaven. Don't you think she is one of our helpers and watches over us?

Irissa: Yes, and she has wings, but she still has her hands.

The sum total of Irissa's philosophy of God: God has friends in heaven. He doesn't do all the work. He delegates and gives birds their own leader. He give magicians their clothes, but not regular people. Birds can have clothes like Santa Claus hats that they purchase at bird stores. The bird stores are in large bird houses where the birds enter through a hole, but not a door. Birds sing all year this same song, "I wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year."

That's it. Hope it made you think like it did me. Thanks, Irissa.

Love and Tweets,

Bev in the West

2 comments:

Kim said...

Hey Momma,
You and Irissa have some of the most profound conversations... LOL

There is no disputing anything with that little girl. She sees the world "Rissa's way" and there is no bending. I find myself just telling her what she want to hear because I must get on with the day.

Bev in the West said...

Kim,

We both realize that with Irissa it is the "Rissa's Way" or the highway. Enough said.

Love,

Mom