A thought by Max Lucado (2011-05-02) from his book, Cure for the Common Life (p. 51). Thomas Nelson. Kindle Edition. (Click on the title to go to Amazon.com to buy the book.) Max starts this chapter with, “Tucked away in the cedar chest of my memory is the image of a robust and rather rotund children’s Bible class teacher in a small West Texas church.” He continues, “Here is why I tell you about her. She enjoyed giving us each a can of crayons and a sketch of Jesus torn from a coloring book. We each had our own can, mind you, reassigned from cupboard duty to classroom. What had held peaches or spinach now held a dozen or so Crayolas. ‘Take the crayons I gave you,’ she would instruct, ‘and color Jesus.’ And so we would. We didn’t illustrate pictures of ourselves; we colored the Son of God. We didn’t pirate crayons from other cans; we used what she gave us. This was the fun of it. ‘Do the best you can with the can you get.’ No blue for the sky? Make it purple. If Jesus’s hai
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