So this happened during Lent, but I am just now getting around to telling you. It's worth the wait.
Abbie was in the kitchen, eating her second breakfast. (Abbie and Lucy think they are hobbits.)
The day previous, we had discussed Good Friday - what happened to Jesus, and what we would be doing in church on that day. I guess she had enough time to marinate the knowledge because she suddenly turned to me and said, "People wonder why Jesus is on that cross."
I said, "Some people might."
"Yeah," she continued, "So they can just ask Jesus, 'Hey! Why are you up there on that cross?' And he tells them, 'Well, this is where I died, so now I'm stuck up here.' "
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
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