Beautiful, beautiful Son of God,
I fail to love my husband so often. I fail to be patient. I fail to shut my mouth at home and at work.
Yet you still love me. And I am hearing the beautiful music right now, and just the chords speak some kind of hope that resonates deep inside my soul. You’re here, waiting for me and I am melting into you. Praise you. PRAISE YOU!!!!!
Some days are just like this, and then here you come.
You forgive. And I must forgive. Myself. And love him with gentleness.
You’re teaching me a lot.
Thank you for everything.