Message of the Day – Eggs

My 11-year old has a wonderful imagination.

We’re going into church on a snowy day and he sees the little white balls used to melt snow.

“Snow fly eggs,” he says, pointing at them.

As we got closer to the front door, he saw salt crystals,

“Snow fly larva.”

Then he develops a complete lifespan.

The snow fly eggs that get inside hatch. I can’t repeat everything he dreamed up as we walked to the sanctuary of the First United Methodist Church of Crystal Lake, but it kept expanding until we got to the door.


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