We began dinner as usual. We said our prayers and gave thanks and then, the cliche’ “tell me about your day” move.
“So how was VBS?” The boys were at Vacation Bible School this week. And this, much like school, is difficult to gauge what experiences they are really having.
“It was good,” Liam said in between bites of BBQ slathered pulled chicken sliders.
“What made it-”
“I know, I know, Dad, what made it good.” Liam interrupted. Obviously my elaboration scaffold was beginning to transfer.
“So what made it good?” I had to get it in there.
“Well, it’s kind of crazy but its fun.”
Ben piped in, “yeah, kids are running around everywhere.”
“Okay,” I inserted trying to get the image of a wild pack of kids rampaging around the church out of my mind. “So what are you learning about?”
“Ummm…you know, the Bible, singing songs.” Liam threw out, obviously wanting this daily interrogation to end.
A look of excited remembrance popped on Benjamin’s face, “There IS this really cool thing the do to teach us about the Bible. It’s called Wild Bible Adventure.”
“Oh, yeah,” Liam said, attempting to steal the spotlight as well as lick the BBQ from the side of his hand. “It’s when they have us act out parts of the Bible. It’s really interesting. Like today, we go to be the Israelites and we learned about how God sent bread from heaven.”
“Yeah,” Ben cut in attempting to regain his story, also while licking BBQ sauce but from the sides of his mouth. “They gave us Chex mix and this marshmallow birds.”
“Tweets!” Liam excitedly interjected, “Ummm, I think that’s what they were called. I couldn’t help but chuckle as the image of God sending Tweets and Retweets down to the hungry, desert-bound Israelites.
“I think you mean Peeps,” I clarified. I didn’t want to but Liam was giving me the look of “Help me out here, Dad,” and I couldn’t let him down.
“Oh yeah! And then yesterday we learned about how the Israelites got out of Egypt.”
“How did that happen?” I probed, now I was licking BBQ sauce off my fingers.
“God sent the ten memes,” Liam innocently and assuredly responded.
As I let this wash over me, my laughter bubbled into a hearty guffaw. The image of God trolling the Pharaoh on social media was too much. In Liam’s understanding of the Bible, God sends annoying memes to get Pharaoh to let his people go and when his people need some food he sends down Chex mix and tweets about it.
I needed that laughter. With all the horrible content being spewed by a man who thinks he’s god all over Twitter and the internet and anger being bred and spread all over the country, I needed to be reminded that these memes and tweets have no real power. That love always has and always will prevail, and a good laugh along the way helps, too.