This morning the birds are singing their achingly beautiful song. It’s His Love song. As I sit and wonder what to write, He sings His Love song to me through the birds. He displays His heart to me through the brilliant magenta flowers. He confirms His Presence with a butterfly floating by my window. It is a sacred moment between us and I hesitate to share it. He whispers to my heart that there are others who need to hear about His wondrous Love song, so I put pen to paper and write. It will eventually be a blog post, but for now I will sit and allow my soul to soak in His song.
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