Today in Primary--yes, I am still in the Primary--one of the little kids raised his hand, and when the chorister called on him, he said, "I miss Jesus." And then he started to cry a little.
For about a split second the room was as quiet as a cave. This little boy's comment was as real as it was unexpected. And then the normal Primary chaos descended upon us again, and we all muddled on.
Every now and then a roaring ocean tosses up a small piece of sea glass along with the usual bits of shell and sand.
5 comments:
Lovely. Especially the sea glass part and the Jesus part. I guess that's all of it, really. Just lovely.
This is why I love your blog. Love you.
So lovely...thank you! I miss him, too!
Your short snippets share more insight, humor, and love than my man-worded-things! Love you!
... or my MANY-worded things, too! Duh!
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