This one is for Albert, the dead fish I found in the river by our house.
There’s a certain way my mind works. Whenever I think about a certain thing it leads to something else and there’s a link. Then it links to something else, then something else. So if I ever forget what I’m thinking about I go back to the last link that I can remember. It’s like bread crumbs. Then I remember where I was and I can go on to the next link or start a whole new chain. Here’s the funny thing, though. No matter what I start thinking about, it eventually links back to Jesus. Weird, huh?
8 YEAR OLD WESTON CHIMES IN: I think the same way too. If I think about a guy building a building, I think he must know a lot about screws. And if he knows a lot about screws, he can probably draw pictures of screws really well. And if he can draw really well, he can probably paint really well…