The parson was walking the church’s yard, checking to see if there was any possibility the children had failed to find any of the thousands of plastic eggs during the annual Easter Egg Hunt. Experience had taught it wasn’t a good thing for the lawn mower to pulverise the plastic eggs.
Ellen Jernigan, a thirteen-year-old, was helping the parson. As they made their last sweep around the edge of the property Ellen spoke, “Ah, Parson, can I talk to you about something?”
“Sure Ellen, what’s on your mind?”
“The resurrection.”
“The resurrection?”
“Yes, Parson. Okay, here’s the thing. Some of the kids at my school started talking about the Bible stories we read at Easter. And then they started talking about it was impossible that Jesus actually rose from the dead. I mean, they weren’t being mean, and they weren’t making fun of me because I go to church. They were just giving real science reasons why it couldn’t happen.”
“Did this upset you, Ellen?”
“Not really. But I’m wondering about what I told them.”
“What did you tell them?”
“I told them that if they were going to spend all their time trying to prove or disprove Bible stories on a science basis, they were missing the whole point of the story.”
The parson smiled, “You’re a really perceptive child, Ellen.”
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