“...when a willing victim who had committed no treachery was killed in a traitor's stead, the Table would crack and Death itself would start working backward." The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe” C. S. Lewis

The other day my sweet granddaughter was excitedly picking wildflowers as we walked in the woods. She reached down and immediately withdrew her hand and started crying because she picked a flower that had tiny thorns growing on the stem. She is learing that our fallen world is a mix of beauty and danger.  We marvel at the beauty of a snow covered wilderness, and then realize that one can easily die playing in it. The good news is that we are promised by God that it will not always be this way. The healing has begun.

“We...groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for our adoption to sonship, the redemption of our bodies. For in this hope we were saved.” Rom.8