Today’s post is brought to you by my 9-year old granddaughter.
Peace be with you.
I like to make up stories with my 5-year old granddaughter. She is quite the storyteller.
But she always starts her stories with “Once upon a time…” which I find charming. As for me, I share stories of dogs, bears, cats and all sorts of heroic characters but without her opening.
But I will use it today.
Once upon a time…there was a baby born in Bethlehem who would change the world. This was not as expected by some but foretold by many. He was such a special baby that people would want to kill him throughout His life.
But this baby grew up to be the savior of the world and even when He died…He died for us and for a happy ending. That’s a story I want to hear every day and I want to share with others.
I’m grateful for Lily Lee’s fictional fables and for the many books I’m lucky to read. But I’m really grateful to tell her about Jesus, the true hero and savior for us all.
Therefore the Lord himself shall give you a sign; Behold, a virgin shall conceive, and bear a son, and shall call his name Immanuel. Isaiah 7:14