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Living Deliberately

Posted on: May 3, 2012

Ethan brought me a beautiful pink flower from outside. I thought allergies and told him to take it outside. He put it in a cup with water and took it outside and then came inside and laid on the couch. He groaned and said, “Mom, my arm hurts.”

“Me: “I thought your knee hurt. Why does your arm hurt?”

Ethan: “Because it’s closest to my heart and my heart hurts because you didn’t like the pink flower I found for you.”

I totally missed seeing the flower for what it was… a precious gift from my son. I pray I will start living more deliberately and less reactively!

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