My heart blooms like a sweet flower naturally arrayed in beauty.
But not the striving kind of beauty…
Rather, a beauty that knows it was created with such tender thought and care.
Like fresh blossoms swaying in a cool breeze on a warm summer day, my heart dances.
But it’s as if it’s dancing for you, Jesus…
twirling around and showing off
just like a young, carefree child.
My heart is coming alive again.
June 15, 2017