My sister, who lives in Texas and doesn't necessarily appreciate it there *cough*, would probably beg to differ on this. But my girls apparently, in some innocuous way, equate Texas with Heaven. Their only excuse for insulting those with less-than-love for Texas by comparing Texas with Heaven is: when you're 4 years old, distance is a very ambiguous concept.
To start at the beginning.... We were sitting at the dinner table tonight with two girls with very little appetite, trying to engage them in something other than eating so that we could all stay at the table together peacefully for more than 3 minutes. We started with "What did you do in Sunday School this morning?"
Marin had a story about digging for coins. (I was attending to bring more food to the table so didn't quite get the gist of where that fit into what lesson.)
Ailey then asked to tell about Sunday School with the 1st graders. They had discussed measuring. Measuring what? God's Love. (I'm thinking: Ooooh, good one.) I asked her how they measured it and her response was that no one could determine how God's Love was measured. (Ooooh, even more interesting.)
Apparently someone suggested that God's Love went even farther than Heaven. That was a LONG way. Even farther than "To The Moon And Back" ... TWICE! Marin and Silje really got into the discussion at this point - they were very impressed that God's Love went even farther than Mom and Dad's Love. So impressed, in fact, that Marin was sure that God's Love must go farther than Heaven ... all the way to Texas!
Back to the difficult concept of distance at this age, when the girls ask to go see Aunt Sarah, Uncle Winnie, Luke and Sam, we invariably answer that Texas is too far to go for a quick visit. Really far. SO FAR that it takes a whole day to get there. So given that they don't ask to go anywhere that is farther than Texas, Texas must be about the end of the world in their heads. The end of the Universe, the farthest from everything. (Sarah might agree with that particular description.) And thus, if Texas is as far as they can imagine, then saying that God's Love measures as far Texas is probably a pretty accurate description.
If each of us were to measure God's Love by the farthest we could possibly imagine or conceive of, I'd guess our measurments would all be a little different depending on our concept of distance. So if Texas is the farthest place Marin can imagine, then I'll let her go with that analogy. Besides, it can't be a bad thing to equate God's Love with the love of an Aunt, right?