WHAT IS A CHILD?
By Paul Noxon What are you my child? A match that needs to be struck, potential to light up our world and make it a cheerier place. What are you my child? Dynamite awaiting the plunger to be set, potential to destroy the earth, or rightly directed to move a mountain of an obstacle to a better life. What are you my child? Ground awaiting the plow, potential to bring forth a garden of weeds or a crop to feed the starving of the world. What are you my child? A lump of clay ready to be formed, potential to be a vessel unto honor and serve kings and queens, or a vessel for dishonor…
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