At the bottom of the sloping back yard lies a large pond. I tighten my grip on our infant son. It would only take an instant, that split second I get distracted. One of them could tumble into the water, disappear under the murky surface and be gone forever.
"No way can we buy this house."
Alice skips through the door towards us, and my heart jumps. I'm thankful for the screen barrier between her and the dangerous body of water.
"Sparklies!" she gasps. "Pretty!"
And that's when I see them. A gentle breeze ripples over the water while the sun shines on the crests creating hundreds of twinkling lights. It's as if God tossed a handful of diamonds, skipping them across the surface. The tiny flashes of light turn the deep, terrifying hole into a magical showcase of gems. Beautiful! How did I not see them?
The view from the porch is miraculous.
Five years later, the pond no longer fills me with fear but restores my soul. The sparklies are still there. God continues to spread the gems before me, and thanks to Alice, I can see them.
"I'm glad we bought this house."
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