Many years ago, gazing at a Christmas card that featured some classic Madonna and Child art on the front, I asked my mother what was then to me a deep theological question: “Did Jesus get to wear his halo when he went to school?”
Upon reflection, this wasn’t bad incarnational thinking for a 6-year-old, since I imagined Jesus inhabiting the same historical landscape I did. Not the same era, of course, but the same mundane places: home, school, church, Dairy Queen, etc.
