Maggie was complaining of a tummy ache,so I did what all moms do, and told her to try to go potty, if you catch my drift. "It's my
tummy that hurts, Mom," she said. I inform her that poopy is in her tummy (didn't go into the whole intestine thing), and is making it hurt. Somehow, things being in her tummy triggers the following comment, "Is Jesus in my heart?" I answer, "I hope He is." She asks, "Is that safe?"
What in the world? How did we get from here to there?!
It does remind me of the words of Mrs. Beaver, "He isn't safe, but He is good."