good women love their men you can see by their happy faces the eyes are soul windows framed by lines of joy open to a world of contented love this kind of Holy comes from God and to live in love is to give it back to God trusting the undying nature where souls are…
In the early hours before the sun, laying in my warm bed while winter’s crisp night continues I saw a glorious sunrise. Brilliant blue, amber, and warm white light streaming full of glory. The vision so clear I was convinced it was morning. Opening my sleep-filled eyes it was still dark. Not even the faintest hint of light shone out my bedroom windows. Yet, morning would come and be like that rising sun in my dream. Hope invisible, ever bright and full of goodness burned in my heart. A new day approaches with steady speed. Love is the hope that…
