“You are THOSE GUYS.” (This rather emphatically.) Josie points to the four of us scattered around the living room. “And I am GOD.” (Emphatically again.) She runs around the room and whishes her hands, pixie-dust-style, at each of us in turn. “C’MON!” She herds us like jackrabbits-on-the-run toward the other room and onto the open futon. “HERE! This is HEAVEN! You are safe here!”
(A two-year-old's creative and personalized reenactment of the story of Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego being rescued by God from the fiery furnace.)
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