And that’s when they came. I felt a shadow above me. I looked up and saw a great swarm of butterflies. And they circled around me like leaves in a storm, floating, soft landing upon my head like a crown, a living crown. God’s signal to begin.
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- I was there. That day. I saw. The crown of butterflies. What did that mean to you, David?
- It’s hard to put in words. I grew up hearing your story, how the butterflies crowned your head, and you knew you were meant to be king. So when they came to me, I knew. It was God… speaking to me, a nothing farm boy, telling me to serve my king.
- And nothing else?
- What else could it mean?
(Source: lizzymaxia, via heathicorn)









