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It was so hot and humid as we drove through the fields that the corn smelled like it was cooking on my stove. We had passed hundreds of miles of corn and soybeans that day, and I just wanted to get to my brother’s house and find a bed and some air conditioning. Then I noticed them. The dark fields glittered with millions of fireflies flashing their messages off and on like tiny signal lamps. I had never seen such a sight! The sparkling scene relieved my weariness and caused me to remember our awesome Lord and His delightful creation.

I remember another hot summer day when my friend s...