Monday, October 17, 2011

Roses. [He spoke it into my heart.]

Is it Monday? How did that happen? The weekend flew by, but I'm convinced it's Tuesday right now. Weird.

"Your job is to love her selfishly. Love her in order to make her unfold, to make her bloom. Love her to make her more beautiful for your own enjoyment."

That's a paraphrase from Pastor Steve. He told Josh that on the day that he married Whitney.

And God whispered, "Let me love you like that."

I'm trying.

Love.

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