My wife, Tara, was leading a group of youngsters in a lesson about the famous passage in the Gospel of Luke, "Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men." She worked her way around the circle of kindergartners and first graders and asked, "How can you be a peacemaker?"
She got a wonderful variety of responses from the children, such as "no hitting my brother" and "sharing my toys." One little boy gave a rather unusual answer to her question, though. He simply replied, "Make a pizza."
My wife and the other children were puzzled by his answer. So my wife asked him how making a pizza could help him be a peacemaker.
"Well easy," he said, "pizza makers always make pizza."
After chuckling at his misunderstanding of peacemaker as pizza maker, my wife affirmed that making someone a pizza would be a great idea—especially if he spelled out the words I LOVE YOU in pepperoni. All the kids shouted "yeah" and the lesson continued without further incident. My wife says she'll never again be able to sing "It Came Upon the Midnight Clear" without picturing a pizza pie, though!
I like to think the little tyke was on to something. If we can't experience and model peace around our own dinner table, where can we?
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