the interesting thing about being a klutz is all the things you see while watching your footing. i sometimes forget to look around at the mountains, i’m so fascinated by the little details up close.
but my reward is seeing creation in the closeups. i an awestruck by the diversity and incredible detail in a tiny flower that blooms today and is gone tomorrow. there is comfort in the thought that if the creator cares for them, how much more does he care for me?
forget me not
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