Days growing warmer, even with cold winds blasting across the plains. Chilled hands reaching for some comfort.
At home, too. Warmth. Releasing pride and choosing forgiveness.
“When we let God do the mending, broken things can become blessed things.” —Kaitlyn Bouchillon
Choosing to trust.
Not looking ahead or behind. The willingness to touch, encourage each other moment by moment.
A slow mending, made possible only by a love greater than ours.