Yesterday, after a brisk walk up a hill, C was holding onto his chest with both hands. I asked him if he was okay. His answer:
"I'm feeling god in my heart when it beats."
We are not a religious family; we don't go to church. C did go to a neighborhood preschool sponsored by a Lutheran Church and, as such, the class did receive bible stories each Monday. As we are not atheists either we figured the lessons couldn't hurt. Monday bible stories was one of his favorite times at school. I have always talked with C about "god"/the universe/spirituality on my level and from my perspective because I don't have any other way to talk about "it". He has always understood: I think he understood before he was even here with us. His Gramma S calls him Angel Boy. For certain, he is an angel walking the earth.
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