Jonah asks me, over breakfast one morning: “Who made God?”
So I ask him, “Who do you think made God?”
He answers. And I start writing it down because, well, you’ll see…
The guy made of asteroids and stars. He made God b/c that was the last person he could make and he’s been making lots and lots of people just like him. And making hats and stores and houses and castles.
After he made God, everyone shook hands and then everyone exploded and fell apart and God made all the other planets and people.
And that’s it.
I mean, that’s not it.
And then, the planets formed in a line and then the asteroid belt formed. And it formed into a regular solar system.
I ask: So, where is God now?
He’s making more Solar Systems and figuring out how to make more people to go to them.
We start talking about solar systems being “infinite” — infinity is one of Jonah’s new favorite numbers…
If God was infinity feet tall, everything he makes would be even shorter than this dreidel (Jonah picks one up — they are still in a bowl in our Dining Room, from last Hannukah).
Can you believe everything he makes would be smaller than this dreidel if he was infinity feet tall? I think that’s true!
What else do I want to say?
(He pauses, musing. Thoroughly delighted that I am taking notes.)
How did the person who made all of the stars and comets and asteroids make God with anything in the Solar System? I don’t know. How did the place where galaxies are born get made?
At this point, we are both stumped.
We move on to simpler topics, like clearing the table and heading off to preschool.