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Butterfly Crazy
As a girl of five years old, still I saw God. As I watched him soar through the sky, I saw many colors of his wings. The many spots on his wings represented all the lives he had saved. All the colors on his wings represented that he was fighting for freedom. When I read his stripes, he said: “Freedom will never come free. Follow me into the garden of love and become holy and graceful.” I followed God into the garden and saw a million butterflies. All the souls he had saved came up before him. He showed me that the war was being finished and that God would always win. Now, God has saved me and my life. He has made me a butterfly.
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