meditatio at the water's edge

The following comes from a friend of ours...

As you well know by now that I am reading children's literature. C.S. Lewis is the man but anyway since I have been thinking about children's stories and rhymes and the such. I thought it would be neat to write an emerging church version of our deeply held reformed children's rhyme, complete with motions.

(Kid speaking as he puts his fingers together with his 'pointers' facing up like a Charlie's Angel's impression) "Here are the doors and here is the steeple, open the door and see all the people"

(Emerging guy) "Why are the doors always closed? and if you opened them the why are they hanging from the ceiling like sleeping bats?"

(The little kid a little confused as he had been taught to repeat this rhyme at church in a sunday school class... he went on anyway) "Here are the doors and here is the steeple, open the doors and see all the people" (of course as you know the kid moved his fingers in a way that when he opened his hands all of the 'bats' were gone)

(Emerging guy always with a chided remark followed by somewhat deep questions) "Must have been a night service kid, sorry. Where did all of the people go?"

(The little kid did not hesitate because he didn't know the crack about the night service was a crack at all) "Well... my Dad is watching the NASCAR race and my Mom is doing Mom things." (This was a good answer thought the little kid as most kids do after talking about Mom and Dad)

(Emerging guy still seeking the inner meaning asks) "Why then do they still have a night service?"

(The little kid getting quite frustrated because usually she is the one asking all of the questions blurts out in a loud voice) "I don't care!"

(Emerging guy finally after receiving a sad but satisfactory answer replies) "How true" (as he shakes his head)

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