My daughter has given me a delightful five-year old grandson.  He's exceptionally bright (and that's not just a doting grandfather's opinion) and almost every day he gives me new ways to look at the world, unencumbered by the dead weight of preconceptions and with absolutely no sense of what's politically correct. As a case in point, consider the plight of my poor daughter when she decided it was time to start educating her son into the mysteries of religion.  She, being the kid she is, sat the boy down and started with an explanation of how God would always know what he was doing and what he had done.  Pretty standard stuff.  Even the most radical Islamist would probably say "Yeah, OK, I can live with that, even if it's coming from an infidel."  The boy's response was not what catechists of any religion would expect.  After asking his mother if she meant that God actually knew everything he'd done, and being told in response that "Yes, you've got the...(Read Full Post)