Way to Make Small Talk, Kid!

My son has been exposed to a lot of different religions in his life.  He has (semi-regularly) attended church in Baptist, Methodist, and Presbyterian churches.  He want to Catholic school for a year (and there will be PLENTY more stories about that, later!)  And, I have had Jewish, Muslim, and Hindu friends that he was comfortable asking questions of.

He has never particularly cared to attend church, but it has more to do with having to sit down and be quiet than with the religious issues.  Instead, he prefers time reading his bible (or other materials) by himself.

Yesterday, we went by our local Catholic church for a few minutes.  I attend with my husband occasionally, but Boo always stays home. 

Boo meets Father John, who is exactly what you expect of a middle-aged priest.  The priest (who already knew of Boo's diagnosis) smiled very sweetly as Boo spent a few minutes literally wandering around the sanctuary, looking under the table clothes, peeking around the alter, disappearing for a minute...

Of course, I was trying to mentally 'will' him to come back and stand quietly with us, but Father John just calmly said, "He will be fine.  Let him look around."

After he had satisfied his curiosity, he did rejoin us.  Then, he speaks...

"Father John, I have a question for you."

"What is your question, son?"

"God loves us, right?"

"Yes."

"And God created everything, right"

"Yes."

"Then why did God create hell?"

That's my kid, the master of small talk.