When I was a small child, my mom would keep me quiet and still during Sunday Mass by allowing me to gaze at her diamond ring. I would put her finger very close to my eye, making my vision blur. I was mesmerized by the kaleidoscope of colors as the light refracted off the facets of the diamond. I thought it was totally beautiful that God made it that way.
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