I'm tired.
I am sick AGAIN!
This time a resperatory infectiony thingy.
So, let's keep mining the days when this blog was good and issue another re-issue!
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May 17, 2006
"Children And The Big Bang Theory"
I have found that higher knowledge comes from the most surprising sources at times.
Let's take a conversation with my 6 year old step daughter, for example.
We will be just rolling along through the hills near our lovely little hollow and she will be sitting in the back of my car and she will usually ask a fairly random question pulled from any large and diverse categories as theology to horticulture to sports to the culinary arts. Now, she doesn't realize the exact learning processes of the communication that is taking place or the immense volume of knowledge that a parent must tap into from our own life experiences or from our educations to try to give the child a satisfactory answer.
So, she just poses a question as a method of passing the time and then I go into my "parentally correct" and generally "I'm a know it all" kind of answer. Now, I'm pretty well read or "book smart", as it is said, but I'm also a salesman so I can usually deliver the goods whether I REALLY know what I'm talking about or not.
But I digress...
Sometimes the whole thing ends just as quick as the question is delivered and the answer is given.
BUT, sometimes when little LuLu is waxing philosophically she will ask me "Why?" at the conclusion of each of my well thought out and diligently offered explanations. This continues until I realize we are basically peeling back the layers of existence and reality as I have to answer "Why?" again and again and before I know it my head is swimming in romantic theories of life and our purpose for being alive and here on earth all wrapped up in the arms of a loving creator.
Your ending point is where your brain just reaches that threshold where you are hearkening back to the very first splitting "Atom" in an inconceivably expansive universe or even an "Adam" in the Garden of Eden.
Being a mere mortal step parent rolling through the lush green hill country of upland Alabama, I will usually just have to finally concede and say "Well, just because, sweetheart!"
...and then I will crank up the radio and we will sing together until we reach our home nestled in the lovely hills of God's green earth.
