In my granddaughter’s eleven-month-old mind, her
brother’s bedroom is the ultimate prize.
He has cool toys and a whole lower shelf of board books she can pull
down. Yesterday, as I watched Joelle
determinedly army crawl down the hall to get to Benjamin’s room, the tune to “Shall
We Gather By The River” put itself into new words.
Shall we
crawl on down the hallway?
The
beautiful, the beautiful hallway?
Shall we
crawl on down the hallway
That leads
to Benjamin’s room?
What would happen if I put my whole self into
pursuing Christ? Like Joelle, I would
find heaven.
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