Sterling asked me this afternoon why bugs don’t like to die. We got into a discussion about the fight for life God gave each of us.
“But we all have to die, when we’re old, because we sin,” Sterling said.
Contemplating this heartbreaking reality from a mother’s perspective, I sat there quiet for a minute.
“But Ruby sins the most.” Earth to Momma. Quiet ponderings over, I laughed. And laughed. And pondered instead the story of whose sin is greatest and why it doesn’t matter, since sin is sin. By the time I’d figured out a way to explain this, Sterling was off and gone and the moment was over.
I’m still laughing that he thinks Ruby’s the biggest sinner of them all.