I saw a field of daisies. They were sweet and fragile, dancing gently in the summer breeze. Bending, but not breaking; strong, but not weak; of the same family, yet different. I saw myself in this field of daisies.
St. Thomas UCC, Bethlehem Worship Audio 8.25.24 –
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In plain sight 