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February 16, 2005
Reality through Dance
Proof, show me proof you say.
Thomas needs to see the nail holes.
A merchant wants to feel the gold.
People need to see to believe. If I can't see it, its not real. Or might not be real.
And so, these thoughts bring me to Isabelle, and reality through dance.
When you can't communicate effectively through verbal overatures, there are other ways.
So we are standing in the grocery store, Isabelle and I. The cold flourescent lights are shining down on the raw meat products. Somewhere in the background, The Commodores are singing 'Nighshift', and I've got the juice-stained shopping list in my hand.
Isabelle stops from her rollicking through the aisles, returns to me, smiles up at me and says, "I have to go peep." (The Doe way of saying pee-pee).
Now a father should trust his daughter implicitly, but I've had many a run-in with the aforementioned Isabelle as to have some doubts about her implicit veracity.
Thus the question, "Are you sure?"
And then, my dear Isabelle, having reached the boundaries of verbal speech, and having seen the glimmer of doubt in my eyes, and really, really wanting me to believe her... begans gyrating, dancing, and whirling around about my feet.
"See" she says, "I really do have to go peep. I'm doing the pee-pee dance."
Thomas has the nail-holes, and mechants feel the gold. I get the pee-pee dance. Seeing is believing, I guess.
And like a good father, I rushed her to the restroom.
Posted by oriondark at February 16, 2005 11:29 AM
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Interesting thing about Thomas, in the face of his skepticism, Jesus offers for Thomas to touch his hands and feet, but Thomas never does. Just the offer causes Thomas to exclaim his belief.
Posted by: Phil at February 17, 2005 08:49 AM