“Dad, are angels real?”
Not what I expected to hear tonight as I tossed supper onto the stove. I waited a beat, turned toward the kitchen table.
“Why do you ask?”
“Because I don’t know.”
Fair enough. But I wasn’t quite ready to give him my answer. So …
“Well, what do you think?”
He pointed toward the ceiling.
“Are they up there?”
“On the ceiling?”
“No,” he said. “The place on the clouds. What’s on the clouds?”
“NO,” he said. “Heaven.”
“How do you know that’s heaven?”
He has read it somewhere, or seen it on a TV show or a movie. Or perhaps he heard it at school or at his after-school center. We’ve not had many conversations of a religious nature yet with the boys. We don’t go to church, but the idea is to give our sons a grounding in spirituality and right and wrong, as well as we can. Then we’ll let the boys make their own decisions about religious beliefs when they’re old enough. Not saying that’s the way it ought to be done, necessarily, but it’s right for us, and that’s how we’re going to do it.
Meanwhile, back in the clouds …
He told me he read about heaven in a book on the Civil War. Someone was hungry and scared, and they prayed to the angels for food and protection. I can imagine why a kid — anyone, really — would want to know if that works.
Hence, the question.
“So, what do you think, buddy? Are angels real?”
“Well, I don’t actually know,” he said. “But do you think they’re real?”
“I don’t actually know, either,” I said.
“No one knows,” he said.
“No one knows?”
4 thoughts on “Are Angels Real?”
We can all be angels to one another.
Very well handled indeed. If only more people would stop forcing the beliefs that were forced on them on to their kids, the world may be a better place. Let’s all figure things out for ourselves.
Unfortunately, if they don’t get their beliefs from you, they will from someone else and not necessarily the ones you would like them to have.
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