Short Story Day 140 of 365
Ronny’s parents kept him in Big Church that day because they had to leave quickly after service ended. Picking him up at Children’s Church took an additional 10-15 minutes.
Apart from Christmas and Easter specials, it was the first time in Big Church for the 5-year-old and everything was new to him. He tried to sing along to the songs but he knew none of the words. When it came to listening to the preacher, Ronny began doodling on the back of the church bulletin as he quietly hummed the last song that was stuck in his head.
When the service ended and they were in the car, Ronny’s mom looked at his artwork and pondered what she saw.
She held the bulletin sideways and upside down but came to the same conclusion.
“What do you have here, Ronny?’
“Umbrellas,” Ronny said.
“That’s what I thought they were,” she said and she wasn’t lying. “Why umbrellas?”
Ronny considered the question. “Well, if God reigns, isn’t He going to get wet? I just drew Him some umbrellas, but He’ll need bigger ones than that I think because He’s as big as the whole world, but I can’t draw that big yet.”