08 October 2009
Coming out of her room many hours past bedtime, London explained to me that she could not sleep.
"I keep thinking bad thoughts about scary things, Mommy."
"Well, try to think about things that are lovely and that are good," I told her.
Apparently, she had already covered that and moved on.
"Mom, I have. Instead, I have been trying to think how God exists in three persons."