I sat down beside her long blond locks, awkwardly shuffling my feet beneath the seat. What’s wrong with me, I’m usually comfortable as the new girl? But this season came….
I read her words, sensing her heart and feeling her struggle as if it were mine. Different circumstances, but instantly I identified with the feelings she faced from being misunderstood…..
Her words were consistently few, but her faithful company filled my heart – full of gratitude and grace. Her soft speech and gentle pursuit, lead my heart quietly to the….
It’s a season of change and I’m surrendering to the way He’s rearranging my priorities, shifting my focus and redirecting my heart’s preoccupation – divinely pointing me nearer to my husband’s….
I Do, may never be spoken again from our lips, but ‘I Do’ is declared each day with our lives.
We’ve heard it said, “it’s the little things” which make a difference, conveying to us – we are loved. It’s not the fancy gifts which reveal my husband’s affection. Instead, it’s how he listens – how he leans close when I’m speaking and locks eyes with mine.