While eating lunch with my three-year-old in our breakfast nook, I was gazing out the bay window and struck by the wintery view outside.
“What a beautiful world Heavenly Father has created for us,” I thought aloud.
“No, Mom. Jesus made the earth for us,” came the reply between bites of her egg salad sandwich.
She was right.
“Jesus was a good worker to finish the sky.”
Yes. He was.
He was perfectly obedient to the will of His father.