A Word For God

Playing on the bulkhead seems to elicit a lot of conversations about God.  We were out in the backyard again this morning and the boys were playing on the bulkhead, when Gabe talked about God again.  He asked if it was true that God can hear everything.  When I said yes, he pointed up to the sky and in a very angry, serious, and loud voice said, "now you listen to me, God."  I immediately suggested that he might want to talk to God in a nicer tone and with different words.  That was the end of that conversation.  He moved on to something else.