What to say.. well, if that was any indication of things to come, she's laughing a little differently now. Well, she was supposed to be smiling at the future with complete trust before, and she was. Most days. Um, but trust and faith has to do with things unseen. So when she might be staring at it - MIGHT BE MIGHT BE ... SHE SAID MIGHT BE, the smile changes. Surprise. Shock. Wow. Good surprise. Good isn't even the right word. Surprise like a sunrise when it's not supposed to be. We settled for morning haze, and it's 10:30 am but what? BAM. Sun hit you in the face. Wow. Happy before.. but this! Nice to be alive. So this is what it's like to sit in the sun. And of course there are moments like "Oh my goodness what if the sun falls on my head! Wont that hurt?!" Oh yeah. I bet it would... but it hasn't yet, so let's just leave it where it is until tomorrow.
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. James 1:17
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows. James 1:17
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