Wednesday, August 29, 2007
When we're born, it's like caterpillars
After watching everything being brought to the altar, we were sitting, enjoying the beauty of the prepared altar. The candles were lit and shining. Suddenly Blake, age six, said quietly, "When we're born, it's like caterpillars. While we live, we're building a cocoon. And when we die, we break out of the cocoon and FLY."