Nancy by Olivia Jaimes for November 13, 2016

Superbe dessin pour cette expression de tristesse inhabituelle pour notre petite héroïne !

Why do you seek the living among the dead?

“Behold! I tell you a mystery. We shall not all sleep, but we shall all be changed in a moment, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, and the dead will be raised imperishable, and we shall be changed.”

[1 Corinthians 15:51-42]

When I was a kid, looking at my Dad’s vegetable garden, I saw some odd looking parsley. I looked closer and saw a green caterpillar. I picked the parsley with the caterpillar on it, and put it in my room, feeding it more parsley. I watched while it shed its outer skin, and became a chrysallis. One morning, I checked it and a black swallowtail butterfly was almost ready to fly.

Not bad.