When God said "The cottage is yours" in a season where much was floating through the air, and you went to see it just as the dogwood began to bloom, and--the dogwood tree being the first tree you remember noticing as a small child, the first you remember thinking "This, this I love"--you took it as a sign, and every year when the dogwood blooms, you remember: His care for you.
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