49.

This is love.

When I was hurting like a flower strangled in a bed of weeds, the God of the universe knelt on the ground and cleared them away. One by one, and light came to be.

I knew then in my heart of hearts a most wonderful and glorious thing: He noticed me. Not just now, but for always.

And surely I will follow Him the same way a sunflower chases the golden sun.

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