My daughter (6) recently asked me—out of nowhere—why God, if He cares about us, might let bad things happen to us. I was totally blind-sided by the question and didn't feel I could give her a satisfactory response. And if you can't explain it so a child can understand it, most likely you don't understand it yourself. I managed a, "Well... humans are in a tough spot, Kiddo... but, thankfully, this life isn't all there is." I was raised in a non-religious home and was an atheist agnostic until I was in my mid-twenties, so I feel comfortable with the idea of giving my daughter the freedom to choose her own way, but it would definitely feel as if I were lying to her if I didn't share with her what I now believe to be the Truth, i.e., Christ. On the other hand, neither do I like the idea of discouraging skepticism. Faith ought to be come by honestly, through a furnace of doubt and questioning, or not at all. My hope is that the integrity of my life will be all the testimony she needs, but even that may not be enough. Regardless, at all costs I mean to protect the sanctity of her mind. Not many six year-olds raise the problem of evil, and, frankly, it makes me proud.