No Need to Convert a Believer

     When Tim and I first met, he was living in a rental on the outskirts of town (a.k.a. middle of now where). On Sundays, we would throw open the windows and nap.  And life was easy.  Probably the easiest it will ever be.

I can remember lying awake with the sunshine pouring in and absolutely not wanting the day to end.

     A few weeks ago, we had some unseasonably warm weather.  We napped with the windows open and the breeze blowing through the curtains. When I woke up, I absolutely could not stop taking pictures.

     I think back on Those Early Days before we were married as if now, I can hear the voice of God saying, "Just you wait, it's about to get So Good."

Love,
H.