When kids show you life through their eyes, suddenly the weeds are indeed lovely flowers. And when there's so much in the world going wrong, somehow the detailed little dandelion is like a token of hope and peace. That there is good and perfection still left. That if a Creator can take the time to fashion this flowery sunshine nobody appreciates, surely He's got a hand in this beautiful mess we call our lives.
{like father, like sons}
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