
I love to watch my children explore outside. They find the tiniest treasures in the most hidden places. The very grass which my eyes look past is the very thing that tickles their fascination and beckons their anxious fingers to touch and caress.
I wish I could reverse the skepticism and doubt and un-enthusiasm that this world and years herein daily pour into us. I'm thinking we'll explore heaven this way...
Peace of Christ to you,
Cara


