So here's what went down today at MY house...
The missionaries, which travel in pairs, came over to the house to "teach" my stepson, Eli, one of the lessons to prepare him for his mission. They were talking to him about the value of souls. They asked him what he felt were the feelings that Heavenly Father had for his children. This is the conversation that followed:
MISSIONARIES: So, Eli, how do you think God feels about His children?
ELI: Well, I'm sure he loves them. Except for the Chinese.
MISSIONARIES: *shocked expressions* Why don't you think God loves the Chinese?
ELI: Debbie said the Chinese have no souls.
MISSIONARIES: *leaning back against the couch in astonishment* She did? Wha???
ELI: Yea. She said the Chinese have no souls and God doesn't love them...at all.
At this point I leaned forward and with a very even voice I said, "Eli. Tell the missionaries that you're making all of this up. Tell them that you're lying. Tell them that you're making a joke. A very very bad joke."
After what seemed like an eternity, all three of them collapsed in laughter. I'm sure the laughter was fueled by relief on the part of the missionaries, and....on the part of Eli?...I have no idea....he just laughed.
That was just the beginning of my day....
My world. Welcome to it.