Some years ago my children had a bathtub toy that was different from the usual tub toys. Rather than bobbing on top of the water, this particular toy would float in such a way that its bottom half would remain beneath the surface of the water, while its top half stayed high and dry.
At that time, my youngest children were small enough to while away the time with rubber duckies and squirt toys. My oldest children were still close to home both in body and in spirit, and above all, they were close to their Creator. So I can’t explain why I one day looked at that odd little semi-sunken tub toy and learned a lesson about the dichotomy of raising teens in a fallen world.
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