“You Ask Me How I Know He Jives….He JIIIIIVES Within My Heart!”
Last week, our kindergartener Eugenia made this masterpiece in her Sunday school class at the Quaker church we’ve been attending. It is a cross that is decorated with foam Easter lilies and has (like all great artwork) a hole in the middle for hanging over a doorknob. This luminous work of genius (pronounced by my husband to be our most cherished family heirloom) would say ‘He Lives’ but for a brilliantly placed, backwards ‘L’: settling, once and for all, the age-old question about Jesus: “Does he, or doesn’t he?”
3 comments April 11th, 2006
