N: Hey mom, wanna know what I know about God?
M: yeah buddy, what do you know?"
N: I know that he loves all people. But I don't know what he looks like and I've never talked to him.
M: Buddy, you talk to God. Every time you pray, you are talking to God.
N: I aaaaam???
(Thinking) mommy, I thought that if we don't pray, the rocks will.
M: well, um, kind of
N: hey mom- how do rocks cry out if they don't have mouths?
(Then he runs off)
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