We were riding home from church on Sunday. We lived in East Liverpool at the time. Travis was about 11, Troy 7, Tracibeth 6.
Suddenly, Troy spoke up from the back: "Mom, will there be swings in Heaven?"
NOTE: In spite of the fact that our kids had a father with a theological degree and who served as a pastor, they ALWAYS took their theological questions to their mother! What's that say?
Debbie answered immediately: "Well, Troy, if God knows that you enjoy swings, then I'm sure He'll have swings in Heaven just for you!"
Troy (with relief): "Whew! That's good. I thought it was going to be just like church."
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