Morning Fog Lifting

You should have seen it.  It was really breathtaking how the fog was lifting and the trees were emerging as the  grayish-white gave way to pink in the morning sky. And maybe, just maybe, it was all the more breathtaking for me because I was so daggone out of breath anyway. I was rushing through my morning and left my Bible sitting in the basket by my bed while I flitted and fluttered and rushed through my morning. I kissed lovedRead more