Does God Have A Brother?

So we were out in the backyard early one Saturday morning my girls and I, communing with nature as we bathed our dog when my eldest, obviously struck by the absolute beauty of the moment and the serenity of the mood, asked the following question…

“Mummy, Does God have a brother?”

I sat bolt upright. The depth of this child’s thoughts always intrigues me. Then her sister chimes in,

“Yeah, or a sister?”

Building on that sister theme, my eldest then added,

“Yeah and does that make Mother Nature his sister?”

I liked the fact that given the direction of the questioning, both my girls had come to a realization of God’s omnipotence because they did not seem to think that Mother Nature was God’s Mom. But to me it was curious that they chose to put her in a sister slot. And then it struck me that the beauty of the morning could only be attributed to God or his sister Mother Nature who must be his proxy for all things beautiful, while his is busy handling bigger issues like hurricanes and new born babies.

So I answered,

“No he doesn’t girls, but that is a wonderful question.” “Good Thinking!”

Selah.