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Mr. Mighty Gravity

I’m ecstatic that my “one word” prompt is the first word for this week’s Just Jot It January. Thanks to Linda G. Hill for this wonderful idea!

As I was thinking about what to write for the word “gravity,” which I suggested (so no pressure at all πŸ˜… ), I was reminded of my conversation with one of my Chinese friends. She asked me what superpower I would like to have and why. So I told her the same thing I told my students last semester when we were talking about having superpowers in class.

I’ve always imagined how it would feel to freely fly up in the sky (on my own) from the very first time I got to fly (on an airplane).

So aside from having the ability to teleport (if I could have two superpowers, haha), the first superpower I would like to have is the ability to fly. And my reason is quite simple – I just want to fly! And maybe do something good to humankind as I fly my way to different parts of the world? πŸ˜‚

Now, wait! Where is gravity in all these imaginations and hypotheticals? πŸ˜…

Well, on days when I’m in my right mind, I know that flying freely up in the sky is impossible because Mr. Mighty Gravity would do everything in his power to not allow me to fly on my own and defy his own renowned superpower. 🀣

How about you guys? What superpower would you like to have and why? 😁

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A dreamer. A wanderer. A mentor. A teacher. A learner. A daughter. A sister. A friend. A sinner saved by grace through faith and now daughter of the King of kings. πŸ˜‰

8 thoughts on “Mr. Mighty Gravity

  1. To be able to glide along up in the air sounds pretty freeing to me, but I’d like to be able to turn on the spot and then turn up anywhere I choose. I like that part in Harry Potter, along with the ability to fly on a broomstick or something. I am blind and I often must wait for someone else to bring me somewhere, to drop me off, and I feel like a burden. It would be nice if I could transport myself wherever I need to go.

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    1. I wish you could do just that. I’m sorry that you feel like a burden because of your condition. When I just had my surgery, I had to rely on other people to do stuff for me so I kind of understand how it feels to feel like a burden. But during that time I realized that the people around me were more than willing to help me in any way and that they didn’t see me as a burden at all. They saw it as their way of showing me that they care for me and that they love me.

      I believe those people helping you feel the same, too. They find joy in giving you assistance because they can show you how much they love you.

      I hope this can somehow help you stop thinking that you are a burden, although I think most people, if not all, feel that way one way or another. I think it’s one of the many lies that the devil wants us to believe to bring division, sadness, sorrow, pain, hatred and hopelessness to our lives. These are all opposite to the many things God desires to give us if we choose to have faith in Him. He offers us joy, peace, love, hope, belongingness, and acceptance among many other good things in life, both here and in eternity. I hope you’ll find comfort in His love and goodness despite the situation you are in right now. Will be remembering you in my prayers. 😊

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    1. I like that, too. 😁 That would give me enough time to read all the books I’ve been wanting to read including the Chinese textbooks that’s just been sitting on my shelf untouched for a while now. πŸ˜…

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