this conversation took place saturday, in the hallway of the sacramento convention center, between max (my 7 year-old son) and jeannie (my wife):
max: mom? i think i want to be a christian.
jeannie: really? what do you think that means?
max: [i don’t remember his exact quote here, but something like…] i dunno, like, opening your hands to god or something?
jeannie: well, yeah, kind of. it means that you want to live your life in the way that god wants; it means that you want to be like jesus as much as you can.
max: yeah, that. i want to be that.
jeannie: then i guess you are.
jeannie: some people think it’s important to actually say some kind of prayer to god, but what’s really important is that you know that you want to follow jesus.
max: [starts dancing down the hall and singing, in a silly voice] i’m a christian, i’m a christian…
jeannie: would you like to say something to god about what you’re thinking?
max: [stops] yeah. [looking angelic] god? [back to silly dancing] i’m a christian, i’m a christian