When the name of Jesus is spoken in our home, my 13-month-old son smiles, points to the crucifix mounted on the wall, and excitedly says, "ball!" If I were a nerd, I would think he was alluding to Dante's Divine Comedy:
That light supreme, within its fathomless
Clear substance, showed to me three spheres, which bare
Three hues distinct, and occupied one space.
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