This week, early on a cool, quiet morning, I was having my quiet time with the Lord on my front porch. It rained the night before. Everything was fresh.
With a mug of coffee, my Bible, and pen jotting in my journal – I noticed something in my peripheral vision. Plants in the garden were “moving.” Every few minutes, ever-so slightly. Yet, enough to catch my attention. Not the steady, tender sway from the slight breeze.
What was causing the movement?
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