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Some call them fireflies.  Some call them lightenin’ bugs.  I call them miracles!

No other bug invokes as much memory and emotion as these little critters.

When we were little, we just couldn’t wait until the sun started going down so we could grab our mason jars and head out to catch some.

With laughter and amazement, we spent an untold amount of time rounding them up, being so careful and gentle so as not to crush their precious little bodies, and then another great deal of time just staring at them.

And on those rare occasions when we would accidentally squish one, there are hardly words to tell how horribly sad we were, feeling as if we’d committed the ultimate sin.

I only wish that today’s children would get the opportunity to know that feeling.

What an awesome, creative God we serve, Who would light up the back end of a bug to give such fond recollection in our later years!



I have already walked a long and winding road, sometimes choosing the road less traveled, and sometimes choosing the wrong road altogether. Still, one fact remains... were it not for God, I would not have made it this far, if at all. I'm so thankful we serve a God of mercy and grace! Aren't you? I am a freelance writer, blogger, author, and copywriter. My love for writing has been with me my entire life and using it to magnify Jesus and His Kingdom is a dream come true!

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