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The other day I was looking out the front window of my home and saw the neighbor boy running up the sidewalk, wearing his Superman t-shirt and cape.  He had his hands out in front of him and I am sure he thought he was flying.  I watched as he stumbled, fell and hit the pavement with both knees and hands.  It startled me but for some reason I just kept watching.  He rolled over and sat on the pavement crying and yelling for help.  In just a moment his ever-vigilant dad was kneeling at his side, holding his little hands and checking out his bloodied knees.  And then, all of a sudden, it occurred to me who the real Superman was! 

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One Comment

  1. absolutely wonderful. Like you, I had tears at around the middle of your piece. Thanks so much for

    sharing. love it! Again and again—I ask, “Lord, why was I so blessed with the family I had and have?”


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