mom and dad recount this story often. This is what they
tell me. When I was little, I could talk before I could
walk. When I was just shy of being two years old, my
mom, dad and I were riding in the car and I asked where
we were going. My dad told me they were going to visit
the family of a friend and colleague of my dad's from
work who had died.
began to assure them that everything was ok and that
they didn't need to be sad about it. When they asked
me why, I was very matter of fact about stating what
was obvious to me. I told them that it's ok because
when you die, you are born as a little baby again.
they continued to ask me questions about it and it was
evident that I just knew this fact, and was a bit bewildered
as to why they didn't seem to know it too. But I was
not upset at death and continued to reassure them that
he was ok.
dad tells me that not long after that, I had no recollection
of that conversation or about being reborn. My family
and I are all Christians in the Lutheran church and
my dad to this day believes in reincarnation because
of my comment, despite multiple
theologians stating that it can't be true.
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Posted August 20, 2008