“Yes. He’s the third part of the trinity. He’s God with skin on. God with a face.”
“I don’t understand that trinity stuff,” she said.
Looking down into my lap and prayed the Lord to show me how to answer her. My hands rested there with the verigated yarn I was knitting on three needles.
Suddenly, I had the answer. “The trinity is like this piece of knitting. It’s all one piece, but it looks different depending on which side you look at.