"I want to give Jesus a big hug," Veronica told me this morning as I brushed her hair. "At his house. I am going to go give Jesus a big hug."
She was picturing hugging the statue of Jesus at our Church. Knowing this wasn't really possible, I told her to close her eyes and imagine Jesus' arms around her, holding her tightly, His cheek against hers. I told her Jesus loves her very much and wants to be her best friend.
A few minutes later, she walked out of her room, dressed for the day.
"How did you get to be so beautiful?" I asked her.
"Jesus made me beautiful."
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