I guess this book is officially a children's book but I think everyone should read it. It's a prequel to the book The Quiltmaker's Gift and is a beautiful metaphor for the world we live in & our place in it. It speaks against the fear that cripples those around us and that binds our own hearts from giving of ourselves. It gently and poignantly reminds us that the gift we offer to those in need is ourselves and that God will supply all our needs as we empty ourselves to give to others.
My poor children; I wept while I read it to them. It spoke to my own ignorance of the injustices of this world and my insecurities about God's faithfulness to provide as I serve and love others.
A wonderful book - rich illustrations and meaningful text. Get comfy on the couch & grab a box of tissues.
I could have stood in the book line, empty-handed and full-hearted, to say, like so many adoring readers, "I love your writing", when what I really wanted to say is "I love you". But that felt foolish, which maybe I am.
We live in a fallen world, not a fairy tale. The potential for great evil resides in every one of us. I am increasingly aware of this the older I get. Every chance we take carries a risk, the possibility of loss.
Our apartment has three bedrooms, one for us, one for Laurent and one for the girls. The bedrooms are a great size, which comes in handy when space is shared, like Laurent's room also being Damien's "office".