I really love fireflies. I think I've always loved them. I remember vividly being a little girl and catching fireflies in our lawn on hot July nights. My great uncle would sometimes catch them with me and tell stories about them. "Oh, this one must be the grandpa," he'd say and tell me elaborate tales about the firefly families.
I don't know if anyone else noticed but there haven't seemed to be many fireflies around this year. I looked for them a lot and I would see maybe one or two a night, but it was nothing like the nights I remember when the lawn was littered with them.
Tonight after lifegroup we broke into prayer partners and did some praying. Wouldn't you know that along with the beautiful sunset the lawn was littered with fireflies. It's pretty awesome the way God chooses to shower his love on us. He knows just the things that bring us comfort. He knows just how to shower us with blessings and remind us that we are loved.
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