I picked the boys up from school and we were walking happily home after a little picnic and buying some flowers at the market. Elliot: Mom, what does God look like?
Me: I'm not sure, Elliot. Maybe he will look differently to each of us.
Elliot: I think God looks like Papoo.
Quinton: Excuse me, Mommy.
Me: Yes, Quinton?
Quinton: I want heaven in my heart.
(I swear he's only three.)
Me: Well do you know . . . we're all special because God and heaven live in each of our hearts. That's why we can love so much.
Indeed the world would be a better place if we all believed God looked like Papoo and we wanted heaven in our hearts!