Calling things that are not as though they were.

Oreo cookies are not the outside shell of a fire toasted marshmallow.

Anything jewel toned is not really a gem. Including butterfly bushes.

Mosquitoes are not dive bombers.

My backyard after a summer thunderstorm is not a Costa Rican jungle.

The Beloved of God is not perfect. Just beloved.

Romans 4:17b

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