My heart warms when I see my little girl imitating my prayer movements with her baby yoga moves. But the morning prayer (before dawn) is the not the time I would choose for a 1-year-old to get out of bed to emulate me. There is no way I am getting her back to sleep after she wanders around the room and starts to play peek-a-boo under my prayer robe.
I question whether there’s really a “God gene” as I contemplate nature versus nurture and how much influence I really have over my kids and their religious lives. I’m a Muslim woman trying to raise my children on a varied diet of faith and modernism, a halal Islamic lifestyle with a global worldview. Speaking of diets, I wonder if watching so much Peppa Pig will affect my son’s judgment to not eat pork? I guess it can only be a good thing, because why would he want to eat someone he considers a good friend?
