Andy (4) is trying to figure out what God is like.
"God doesn't have arms, Mummy. God doesn't have legs."
And then, with complete certainty,
"Hey, Mummy, God is a floating head!"
So much for the old man in the clouds! Instead we have a rather disconcerting image that sounds like it came straight out of The Wizard of Oz (which I'm starting to be glad he hasn't seen).
It's a little over Andy's head (no pun intended), but we talk about what it means for God to be a spirit without a body. God is everywhere.
(Through my head drifts question 4 of the Westminster Shorter Catechism, learnt some time in my Presbyterian youth - "God is a spirit, infinite, eternal, and unchangeable...".)
"So does that mean I'm inside God? Is God inside me?" (Great hilarity.)
Well, I guess that would have to be a "yes". We're not there yet, but at least he's getting closer.