A conversation between a young boy of six and his mom in the train on my way home about a week ago:
Boy: Mum, is this where we get off?
Mom: No, this is Blackfriars. We have one more stop.
Boy: [singing] London Bridge is falling down, falling down...
(a minute later, singing stops)
Boy: Mum, what bridge is this?
Mom: This is Blackfriars.
Boy: So Mum, is it true that London Bridge hasn't fallen down? [looking confused]
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'...to whistle in the dark isn't to pretend that the dark doesn't sometimes scare the living daylights out of us. Instead, I think, it's to demonstrate, if only to ourselves, that not even the dark can quite overcome our trust in the ultimate triumph of the Living Light' [Frederick Buechner].
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