“Oh, no,” their pastor said when he saw the float. “You’ve got it all wrong, boys. The cross wasn’t a beautiful thing–it was old and ugly and rough.”
The youngest boy looked up at the preacher. “But Reverend,” he said, “I thought Jesus never touched anything and left it the same.”
Ah . . . truer words were never spoken. May you take time today to appreciate the true miracle of Easter.