Have you ever taken the time to concentrate on how someone walks? I'm not just talking about the style in how they move, but their pace, their cadence. Whenever I catch myself doing this, I look away for a few seconds, then turn back to see where the certain someone is again - and it gets me every time! Moments like these remind me that I still struggle with the thought of time moving along for all of us.
A few years ago, when taking a walk between classes; I noticed this goose in solitude; naturally, I wanted to get a closer look. It wasn't until I was within handshake distance of the goose that I learned the poor thing only had one leg! The sighting gave me cause to take a picture to remember the encounter. These actions felt like the only thing I could really do for the animal, apart from wiping away the tears that came out in my sympathy.
I just wonder where this goose may be. I wonder where my pet turtle Speedy is, considering how I released him in the wild. It's just brain-boggling to me that in the way we are forced to move forward, these creatures that are so vulnerable and pure; have to as well.
This is love: not that we loved God, but that he loved us and sent his Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins.
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