On the way to church this morning my husband and I were talking about a movie we had watched the day before about Mr. Rogers–I happen to be big fan. I loved watching Mr. Rogers when I was a child and also watched it with my own boys when they were young. As my husband and I watched the movie, we learned that Mr. Rogers spent a lot of time as a child sick in bed, which caused him to use his imagination to entertain himself. I chewed on this until we were on our way to church, when I randomly announced to my husband that I believe it’s the…