Horses that come running when they see me walk out to the barn. A luna moth that comes to visit and hangs out on my porch. Gratitude for all that God has given...unmerited grace. Roses that seem to continuously bloom. Whispers of truth that drown out the lies. A 15 year old son that opens the door for me. Receiving a text from my 18 year old daughter in college that says, "You're cute." Crisp fall air and warm flannel … [Read more...]
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