I walked downstairs yesterday to find the two most beautiful drawings on the small fridge. I peeked into Joy's room and asked who she drew. She walked into the room, pointed to each drawing, and said (very matter-of-factly), "God" and "Jesus". She then walked right back into her room and began to play. Of course, I thought. I should have known. She always draws God and Jesus with a red crayon in her journal. Sunday, October 25, 2009
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I walked downstairs yesterday to find the two most beautiful drawings on the small fridge. I peeked into Joy's room and asked who she drew. She walked into the room, pointed to each drawing, and said (very matter-of-factly), "God" and "Jesus". She then walked right back into her room and began to play. Of course, I thought. I should have known. She always draws God and Jesus with a red crayon in her journal. 
