It was a wonderful moment lately, when we were making
up our own verses to "He's got the whole world in His hands" and one
of the radiant little boys, age 4, paused, took a quick look at all his
classmates, and pleased us all by declaring, "He's got all of our
faces." As we sang about God holding the beauty of all of our faces, I was
thankful to be exactly where I was and the whole thing just seemed well...HOLY.
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