A child's journal

This is what I found in Zachary's backpack yesterday. The children are allowed to write or draw anything they want in their journals during small group time, and this is what Zachary had "in his heart" (his words). I pray that this is not just something he has learned and will one day forget (like algebra was for me), but a truth that he will hold onto forever.

Jesus paid it all,
All to him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.