May 17, 2011
While we were out in the back yard enjoying a nice Sunday afternoon a butterfly landed beside us and let me pick it up and hold it. I thought that maybe it was about to die and this was why it was tame and still. I was wrong. It flew away light and happy a minute later and was out of sight. I thought about Jesus Christ and all of the beautiful miracles he made, and that this butterfly was only one of many.
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Lovely.
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