The topic this week is : over 300 (dis)proofs of God's existence. I didn't like this topic and decided not to participate. But this morning I got up and decided to draw my remembrance of what I believed was Hell - probably when I was about 6. I remember thinking that there must be a road, and a door, and someone to greet you. Don't ask me where this all came from. I like the little stick figures in this drawing and decided to use what looked like a child's crayon drawing style. Just a little nod to Mr. P with the little green pills.
Don't ask me to prove that God exists or doesn't exist. Prove it to yourself, and leave me out of the discussion.
6 comments:
No fire? I imagined something like a steaming, swirling, boiling thermal pool.
I always wondered what would happen if we were wrong about hell-that hell was up and heaven was down and we were looking in the wrong direction. That's actually pretty profound thinking for a 6 year old.
ooops, don't get me started on the 'god' issue.
mr p will be chuffed!
An extremely intelligent 6 year old. I know a woman who questioned His existence in kindergarten--are you related, Debra Kay?
In kindergarten I got in trouble for drawing a black stallion. He was anatomically correct. It's hard to be a forward thinking 6 year old, but I doubt I am related to anyone here, except perhaps in spirit.
Kindergarden teachers can be tough...or wonderful :)
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