For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus our Lord.

She is tiny. And delicate. Her fragile glass body would smash into a thousand pieces if anyone was to drop her. And to the typical person, this little trinket lady would be fairly worthless. They may see just an ordinary glass trinket. They may not see any value at all in her. They may even go so far as to say that she is an old, useless, dust collector. And yet to me, she is far more than that.