Yesterday, as my lover and I were biking through a mountain valley of East Tennessee, aptly named Swan Pond. We passed a dogwood tree in full fall colors of scarlet juxtaposed against a sky of lazuli blue. I said to her, “Isn’t that beautiful. That tree’s being just what it is supposed to be, it's being a tree and bringing glory to God.” In every way, it was doing and being what it was supposed to be doing and being. What a wonderful witness of encouragement to me and my lover. We biked on changed; thanks to an obedient tree.
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