| Me: |
Goodnight, Caroline. I love you. |
| Caroline: |
I love you more. I love you more than...God. |
| Me: |
Oh, Lala. You have to love God even more than you love Mama and Daddy. He is so important. More important than me. And He loves you even more than I love you. |
| Caroline: |
So if God was on one side of a street and a mama was on the other side and a child had to try to run to one of them who would that child run to? |
| Me: |
Well, God does not have a body so He cannot stand on the side of a street. |
| Caroline: |
What! God does not have a body! |
| Me: |
Not like ours. Jesus had a body that looked like ours, but then we went to heaven. |
| Caroline: |
Do we get bodies in heaven? |
| Me: |
We will have bodies, but they will look different than the kind we have now. |
| Caroline: |
Oh, right. Cause when you get dead to go to heaven your body gets kind of brownish. |
| Me: |
Goodnight, Lala. |