Mommy," Jude says, "James said there's a witch that lives in the sand."

"Oh, really?"

"Yeah, for reals. She's called the Sand Witch."

I laugh. "You mean, like a peanut-butter-and-jelly sand witch?"

Jude chuckles. "No, Mommy, it's REAL! She's a real witch."

"I think James was just trying to play a joke on you, Jude," I answer.

"Well, anyways, even if she is real can't get me, right?"

"Right."

"Because..because, Mommy? Can God be my force-field?"

I guess that's one way of translating Psalm 18:2: The Lord is my rock, my fortress force-field and my deliverer.

Do you think the Psalmist is a fan of Star Wars?