Gamgee (holding out his cup of orange juice to his sister): Here, drink this. It's the blood of life.
Bess (jealous she didn't think of this imaginative game first): Hey! Why can't I be the priest?
Adam: That's a deeply theological question.
Me (silently, to myself): Hee, hee, hee . . .
Now that I think about it, though, I'm not sure how I ought to feel about my kids play-acting the sacrament. On the one hand, I'm glad it's sinking into their heads and hearts. On the other hand, many of their games end in shrieking or tussling, and I could see this one heading the same way. But I let them play wedding when they want to, and that's a solemn event (I realize it's not quite on the same level though). Anyone have any house policies on this?
peace of Christ to you,
p.s. The cool thing about they way their playing is the "priest" is calling each communicant by name. "Come here, Lucy . . ." I think it's sweet (I mean that adjective seriously) that their view of communion is so personal.