One Sunday after Mass I was asked to talk to the little kids in religious education, three years old to first grade. When I was done, I got a lot of questions—“is Jesus a ghost?” “If Jesus is in heaven with my grandma, how can he be down here, too?”—questions not unlike the questions of theologians and Biblical scholars.
But I didn’t need to answer. One little girl jumped in, perfectly happy, and said that Jesus is everywhere, all around us, and everybody nodded. Then a little blonde boy raised his hand and said: “You know what? My mom made blueberry pancakes this morning!”
And somehow that seemed to follow. It made perfect sense.
from Light When It Comes: Trusting Joy, Facing Darkness, and Seeing God in Everything (Eerdmans, 2016)