Bruce and the Daisy
Spring made her way across the land and summer followed. Every day, they waited on the edge of the creek watching for the girl’s white dress and yellow hair to flit through the trees and bring them some new treat. She brought jars of honey, fish, or a pie to the bear and his friends. They ate, sang, and danced until the sun went down.
For a time, Bruce, Mr. Owl, Jack, and Gus forgot their hunt for the old woman. The four rested and waited on the girl.
Grown-up Thoughts on The Princess Bride
For the last several years, God has taken me on a journey through a battlefield to teach me that He is good and that He is good to me specifically. He led me like a warrior captain out of the nihilistic minefield into calm pastures of resting in Him as a Father. I have a wonderful dad. How did I miss that God was even better? How ever that happened, like a good, gentle, kind, protective Father, the Lord led me back to Himself. Like a good warrior, He led me home to the safety of truth.