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three-year-old son was watching me pray one day, trying to imitate my
movements, pretending he was also praying. Then out of the blue, he blurted
out, "Daddy! I just saw God's feet." I didn't know what
my immediate response should be to this, but quickly I decided that truth
was my best option. "Yehuda," I said, "You couldn't have
seen God's feet. God doesn't have feet." He seemed startled
by that, but all he said was "Oh." A couple of minutes
went by and then he tugged at my sleeve. He looked at me with his big
brown eyes and, smiling sweetly, said with total conviction, "But
I saw them." There was nothing
I could do to persuade him otherwise. So I decided to let it ride. After
all, he is only three-years-old. Hopefully, by the time he reaches adulthood
he will have learned that God doesn't have feet. If he still harbors that
concept, it will get in the way of his truly seeing God." All content ©Copyright
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Rabbi
David Aaron*, in his most provocative book, Seeing
God, relates the following dialogue with his son:
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