“Does God have a beard?”
It was an interesting question, though I changed the syntax for readability. (I believe it was actually, “he have a beard?”)
When my two-year-old (almost three!) learned that God does not have a beard, he was noticeably pleased because, for whatever reason, he is afraid of facial hair.
I think that teaching my sons theology will be one of the greatest responsibilities, privileges, and joys of fatherhood. Of course we’re teaching them theology everyday in the way we speak to each other, pray, discipline, repent. We’re teaching them theology when we worship with and invest ourselves in the life of our local church.
We’re teaching theology a hundred different ways whether we realize it or not.
But I’m thinking of what the theologians auspiciously call “Theology Proper.” For now there are a few questions about God, such as “Where is he?”
In some ways we’ve already started drawing lines, such as the one we drew last night that would make liberal Christians mad:
“Is God a lady?”
One day we’ll get into the Trinity and all of that. It will be interesting, I’m sure. But for now my little man just seems content to know that God doesn’t have a beard.