The Roses in Winter
My daughter had this conversation with her three-year old recently.
“Mom, we don’t know what it feels like to be dead. That’s because we have never been dead before so we don’t know how it feels, and then if you are dead you can’t tell anyone because you are dead….. but maybe we could ask the flowers because they die every winter so they know how it feels…. too bad they don’t have mouths, or they would probably tell us.”
Christ is also the head of the church,
which is his body.
He is the beginning,
supreme over all who rise from the dead.
So he is first in everything.
(Colossians 1:8)
Charis: Subject to Change 
Love it.
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Thanks, Kevin.
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Out of the mouth of babes. Thank you for sharing. 😀
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I learn so much from children.
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The wisdom of three-year olds is the best.
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Sometimes I think they are sent just to be our teachers.
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Grace this was so poignant and pointing to the simplicity of God’s way and need to communicate with his children ~ and agee has so little to do with his love for us! Jaw=slacking ponderous ~ thank you friend ~xo
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She’s deep this little one. I adore her.
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