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i have a two year-old daughter. a beautiful, mischievous, redheaded imp of a girl who leaps and spirals through life. she is my light in this world, a daily reminder of the goodness of God.
this past sunday, as i picked her up from her nursery class, my daughter proudly thrust a piece of paper into my hands and said, “look mommy, i drawing.” i started to tell her how lovely her drawing was but stopped short as i registered the image before me. underneath her pink crayon scribblings was a picture of a little boy with the words “I Have a Body like Heavenly Father’s” printed above him. but what really took my breath away was this image in juxtaposition to my daughter’s very feminine name scrawled in the upper right-hand corner. Read the rest of this entry »