A thoughtful rest

I was just taking a "quiet time" in my room - lying on the bed, reading with the windows open, sun shining in. Eli climbed on to the bed, looked at me and asked, "Is God in your tummy?" I looked at him and asked him, "Is God in your tummy?" He replied, climbing over me, "NO! JEEsus is in my tummy!" I said, "really?" He paused on his knees, gesturing with his hands while tilting his head as he does quite frequently these days, "I don't know how he got there, but he just is."