Chips, Salsa & a Picture of God.

I sat trying to restrain myself from the bowl of chips and salsa when it happened. She poked my arm and looked up at me proclaiming, “THIS is a picture of God.” She was only four then, and proudly held up her crayon drawing– a large squiggly face with two odd-shaped, bulging eyes. Speechless, forContinue reading “Chips, Salsa & a Picture of God.”