I just got back from a late-evening walk around my neighborhood. Normally this would not be something to write about, except that summer evenings on the East Coast are different from all other summer evenings I have experienced. What distinguishes them? A tiny little glowing bug. I must confess: I love fireflies! There is something so magical about walking around and seeing little lights appear. As I watch them, I begin to feel like a little girl again! I love that God made something so wonderful. Do fireflies serve some great useful purpose to the environment/food chain/circle of life/whatever? Maybe, maybe not. But the most wonderful things in life are not determined by how useful they are. There is so much more to living than just gutting through a day. Just taking ten minutes aside and walking around the block allowed me to step into what felt like another world. I know it probably sounds ridiculous, but I felt like I was in the middle of an enchanted wood as I watched the little lights appear and float around. I'm going on and on, but I guess what I'm trying to say is that I love stopping and finding the little natural treasures God has put around this world for us to enjoy. Who knew a little bug with a butt that lights up could inspire so much joy? So, whether you're able to watch fireflies or not isn't really the point. There are so many simple joys that come just from slowing down and stepping outside. And those moments make this hectic life that much more enjoyable.
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