No thanks, God

I was reading Zephaniah 3 this morning and telling the kids that one day we'll all speak the same language.  Sarah asked what language it would be.  I said maybe it would be Hebrew, or maybe God would give us some new language we've never heard before.  She looked disturbed and said, "I think I'll tell God 'no thanks' to the new language, because I just want to keep saying things in American."