Pastor Jim Murphy was always eager to answer questions from inquisitive youngsters, no more so than the ever curious Christina Winchester. Religion was a mysterious fog in the small child's mind and she would ask a torrent of questions to which the Pastor was more than happy to answer.
Chrissie sat at the large wooden table in the Pastor's kitchen, swinging her dangling legs as she admired a children's illustrated version of the First Testament.
"Pasta Jim, how did Mr God make the world?" enquired Chrissie with an adorable tilt of the head.
Jim Murphy smiled at her and joined her at the table.
"Well, he made it in seven days," he answered. "He used all his power, to create everything. From the stars, to the bugs on the ground."
Chrissie wrinkled her cute button nose, whilst scratching her head in contemplation. She glanced at the glossy picture and inspected every single detail of the illustration.
"I don't like bugs" she commented.
She held the book up for a better look. Her eldest brother had long since stated, that Chrissie should have a book of words of wisdom.
"I think that Mr God was playing in with lights not switch on, then he sneezed and the light switched on again," accounted Chrissie in a endearing yet serious tone. "He made us up, because he had nobody to play Legos with. We had big fights with dinosaurs, so that baby Jesus could be made up. His Mommy was called Mary too. He's magic like Santa. Bad men didn't like him, and turned him to Easter Egg."
Pastor Jim blinked and chuckled in amusement. Four-year-old logic was different compared to adult logic. Chrissie flipped onwards until she tilted her head again, a puzzled expression on her freckled face.
"Pasta Jim?," Chrissie asked, stabbing at a censored nude Adam and Eve drawing. "Why is that man and lady naked? Are they's gonna have a bath?"
A:N: This chapter is originally from YEARS OF INNOCENCE.
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