What does this little one know of fences? Did she create this fence out of meanness of heart to restrict her plant's growth? To squelch it's freedom? Of course not! She's six. Surely not old enough to grasp the depth of her actions. She placed the fence in love. To guide the plant. To protect it. To support it.
The One who planted the universe does the same.
I whisper a prayer. Father, fence her round with grace, that she may grow upwards toward you, faithful, in the security of your mercy and love.
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Beautiful - thanks for sharing!
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