Crayons
As I sat on the patio of my sister''s home in Nevada, relishing the summer""like air in early spring, this story came into my head. At first, I thought of the story as a children''s sermon, but as I hurriedly scribbled the ideas down, the book emerged. I began to think of the diverse people who had enriched my life. I likened them to a large box of crayons, each person coloring a part of my life. ...
As I sat on the patio of my sister''s home in Nevada, relishing the summer""like air in early spring, this story came into my head. At first, I thought of the story as a children''s sermon, but as I hurriedly scribbled the ideas down, the book emerged. I began to think of the diverse people who had enriched my life. I likened them to a large box of crayons, each person coloring a part of my life. ...
