If you are special to God, then you are a child on a playground, and you just landed roughly in the sand because you tried to spin around the trapeze swing and you actually made it. Your wind is knocked out of you, but you're so pleased with yourself for having actually tried it and nailed it.
And you look over across the yard to see your father, and you weren't trying to get his attention, but he had his eye on you and you see that smile and the proud tilt of his eyebrows and you know that he's been spending his time enjoying you.
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