“A life is a life, no matter how small.” This is the first line from a powerful poem that was written by a 7th-grade girl who wanted her classmates to know that the life of an unborn baby is precious.
Category: Insight
This Isn’t Who You Are by Jill Noble
When he did, kapow! Little Miss Mischief-maker snapped the plate flat, and the butter square shot upward with an audible twap! as it stuck to the ceiling. Everyone, except our teacher, was privy to the naughty happenings in the classroom. Kids quickly passed butter-loaded plates around each time he turned away from us. As each butter pat shot to the ceiling, the room erupted with snorts and laughter.
Little Man. Big Tree. Part II
The crowd that had been following Yeshua into the city, hoping to witness something extraordinary, watched Him walk straight past all of them and into the house of the one person in Jericho nobody would have chosen.