"For thus says the Lord: Lo, I will spread prosperity over her like a river, and the wealth of the nations like an overflowing torrent. As nurslings, you shall be carried in her arms, and fondled in her lap; As a mother comforts her son, so will I comfort you..." Isaiah 66:12-13

Sunday, June 8, 2008

"Once upon a time...

...there was a little girl named Cinderella, whose father, the king had to go and help the church. So Cinderella stayed home to play with her mean step-mother and mean step-sister, and they played with their cooking-stuff. The End."

A new fairy tale, as told by Maria.

1 comment:

JimmyV said...

Sounds like the King was mean too. I bet he didn't even bring a donut to Cinderella.