Remember the principle of the apple dropped. Gravity. Sometimes life is like gravity. Today on the way to school, one of my children was facing something they didn't want to do. They felt stuck and angry. Another child said, "Look in the sky! Wow!" We looked out of the front glass of our van, and there was a jet with his smoke trail moving straight upwards into the sky. It was framed in front of us, as we headed down our driveway. As we turned toward the school, we discovered the picture of what looked like a flower blooming already painted with smoke across the horizon. I only have to travel 1.3 miles to school, but by the time I was turning back to go home. The same jet had already moved all the way across the sky and returned back to move upwards again in the same spot we had seen him when we left the house. I was stirred to remember that we can hold the hand of the Father and again and again move upwards to...
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