Caleb came in for an early morning snuggle. 6:13AM on Friday morning, which in this part of the world is Saturday. Well, actually, it’s like Sunday, the day of worship. Tomorrow, Saturday, is like Saturday.
Anyway. It’s early, I’m sleeping, he’s chatty.
Caleb: Why do the Muslims make Friday the weekend?
Me (into the pillow, trying to remember what I was dreaming about): It’s just the way their religion works, that Friday is the day people go to the mosque—the church.
Caleb: What is the Muslim religion, though?
Me: Um…be nice to each other and be peaceful. Most religions are like that.
Caleb: Even the Christian religion?
Me: Uh-huh…religions are about peace.
Caleb: Then why do so many wars get fought about religion?
Me: Don’t you think you want to go play on the computer now?
Caleb: Yes. But still. It doesn’t make any sense.
Oh you’re a smart mama for stepping away from that conversation. (-:
I have actually “gone there” with this one – about how most wars are caused by religions. It wasn’t until after I had gotten on my soap box that I caught up with myself enough to recognize that although 10 year olds can handle this discussion, all it does for my 6 YO is confuse her unnecessarily. Wish I’d had thought of the computer too!
Yes religions are about peace.
I saw a T shirt once that said ‘God, protect me from your followers’.
I wish I had figured it out when I was Caleb’s age. Wouldn’t have missed so many Friday night HS football games because I was at temple.
You make some good points. I guess it depends on your standpoint. I dont believe in the after life, although I am bringing a change of underwear. Woody Allen Born 1935