A Lesson in Letting Go and Letting God
At the beginning of my kindergarten school year, the teacher handed out boxes of crayons. Old boxes were issued to my morning
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One day at drawing time, my box was nowhere to be found. Kneeling on the floor, I continued to dig around in the cupboard long after the other students had returned
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point in looking at those, she said a bit too sharply for the sensitive child that I was. box will be one of the older ones like the rest of the morning class. My voice quivered as I explained that I been given a new box. I continued to look at the new boxes through watery eyes.
