“God saw all that he had made, and it was very good.” — Genesis 1:31
I stand in the stillness of the forest, the thin place where Abba feels nearer than my own breath. The air moves gently through my fur, and my tail sways with the breeze as if the wind itself is brushing against me in quiet affection. The arrowhead, the wolf tooth, and the coyote claw rest warm against my chest, reminders of the wild goodness He wove into the world long before I ever walked it. I close my eyes and feel Him with me, not as a distant throne but as a presence that settles softly around my shoulders, steady and kind. Here among the trees He shaped, I pray without fear, knowing I am held, known, and welcomed. The forest sings its quiet praise, and I it as one of His creatures, resting in the goodness He spoke over creation and in the love that meets me here.
I stand in the stillness of the forest, the thin place where Abba feels nearer than my own breath. The air moves gently through my fur, and my tail sways with the breeze as if the wind itself is brushing against me in quiet affection. The arrowhead, the wolf tooth, and the coyote claw rest warm against my chest, reminders of the wild goodness He wove into the world long before I ever walked it. I close my eyes and feel Him with me, not as a distant throne but as a presence that settles softly around my shoulders, steady and kind. Here among the trees He shaped, I pray without fear, knowing I am held, known, and welcomed. The forest sings its quiet praise, and I it as one of His creatures, resting in the goodness He spoke over creation and in the love that meets me here.
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