Education is conversation, muses Sproul Jr.

Education is the means by which we pass on our convictions to our children. ~ G.K. Chesterton.

Hmm. With this new found wisdom, I set out to educate my three oldest children via the culinary arts this afternoon. Wanting to pass on my convictions about various philosophical and theological issues, I decided to use manicotti-stuffing as a front. I called my students into the kitchen to help stuff noodles. (Now would be a good time to mention that company is a comin’.) Two climbed on the counter and parked themselves Indian-style Native American style, and one leaned over the work surface on a stool.

The stuffing began in earnest but quickly turned to despair as the cheese oozed out side B when stuffed into side A. Then the noodles began to tear, facilitating the gaze upon greener pastures by my three-year-old. Needless to say, my monologue on the finer points of Biblical exegesis was lost.

Very lost.

As I sit here typing this, the above referenced three-year-old comes to my side with her latest discovery: a three-millimeter worm. “Mommy, look what the Lord made. He made this…” I stop my work, and we examine the little worm together. My daughter and I get an apple “because he’s very hungry and he needs somethin’ to eat.”

Sometimes the best-laid plans go awry. Nevertheless, as I sit here watching my little girl give her God-made worm an apple, I think to myself, This is good. Very good.

And, the manicotti? Not so good…