9/2/26 “Good morning My Husband,” I smile and breathe him in. “Good morning my wife, my bride,” he smiles and receives the red rose I have brought him. He leans over and takes in the fragrance of the rose and me. We are one. “Lord I know you are working in all things!” “Yes I am, Shall we get to work this morning?” “Oh yes please!” There are roots and weeds to uproot, and he gently leads me deeper into the Center of My Garden.
Psalm 143:8 Cause me to hear Your loving kindness in the morning, For in You do I trust; Cause me to know the way in which I should walk, For I lift up my soul to You.
