This week, for Halloween (and in honor of the zombie movie we watched and discussed in our community group this week), I thought I'd share Jayna's spooky story from first grade. Enjoy! And use this as a reminder that sometimes the things that chase us in life aren't as scary as we think they are. Maybe we just need to turn around and face them … with God at our side and in our center!
The Zombie Follows Me
A long time ago there was a zombie. The zombie loved to sleep in my blankets. It ate my food. Then I ran down the stairs. The zombie followed me. I ran faster. It ran faster too. I stopped. “What do you want?” It held up my cereal bowl. “Milk, please.”