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Went to pick up my six-year-old son after Church school and he looked rather troubled. "What's up sport? Anything wrong?"

He looked over at me and hesitantly asked, "is God a man or a woman?"

Well now. Where did this line of thought come from? "We think of God as a man, but no one can look upon His image. He's God though, the master of creation, and if He wanted to be a women He could be. She. Whatever. So God could be either."

He frowned a bit and looked down, clearly thinking. I could visualize the wheels spinning in his head. He looked back up. "Is God black, or is God white?" Wow.

"It's the same thing, we really don't know, he could be either."

He looked down again, and the wheels in his head spun faster and faster. He frowned more and then his eyes widened with an epiphany and he exclaimed an "oh" in realization. He looked up at me and asked, "is Michael Jackson God?"