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just hangling… dangling
having faith in the unseen
some of us call god 🦊❤️
I was walking through the woods on a quiet and steamy morning. I was pondering life, and was praying for a bit of guidance. A tiny, dried blossom was dangling in midair with no visible means of support. I decided to not examine the situation any further to see what was suspending the blossom. Instead I just stood there and watched it twirl and dance in the slight breeze, pretending it was under its own power and defying gravity. As I walked away I thought otherwise about the dangling blossom’s feat of suspension and concluded that God was holding it up. That’s just like the stuff that God does. 🦊❤️