Emphasis Preaching Journal

When Mary was seven years of age, one of her favorite toys was a set of stacking dolls that her grandmother had bought her in Holland. The dolls were made out of wood and each one had a unique, brightly colored, hand-painted exterior. Mary had given each doll a special name. The biggest was Great-Grandma, the next in size was Grandma, then Mommy, and the smallest was named Mary. The dolls went everywhere that Mary went. They sat on the table as she ate her meals. They watched from the safety of a decorative shelf as Mary brushed her teeth.