King of the World

When I opened the back door, I heard a small voice yell, ā€œIā€™m king of the world.ā€  In a yard nearby a small boy perched about eight feet high on top of his backyard playground equipment.  With tousled hair, smudged cheeks, and torn jeans, he was quite an unlikely looking king of the world. Jesus,Continue reading “King of the World”