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One Monday light group night, I was handed a simple balloon.Β 
Nothing grandβjust light, playful, almost random. But in that moment, something in me softened.
It became more than a balloon.
It became something I could hold onto while everything else felt heavy. I even brought it home, like a quiet companion. Who knew something so light could carry so much comfort?
Also, I remembered that a balloon floats because it isn’t that heavy. They are released too up in the air as a sign of letting go.
Maybe thatβs how grace works.
God doesnβt always come in big momentsβsometimes, He shows up in the simplest ways, through people who donβt even realize theyβre instruments of His care.
In the middle of everything Iβm going through, this was a gentle reminder: I am not alone.
Grateful for the friends in the light groupβ
for laughter, for presence, for quiet joy.
Lord, help me always find You in the simple but MEANINGFUL moments.Β
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