My garden gate squeaks a familiar welcome and I step inside my sacred place; the room where I create, dream, remember, give back and receive. How it blesses me. How the soil holds sunny days spent with little ones and bare feet. Days of pint-sized watering cans and perfect bouquets held in baby girl hands. Days of collecting seeds and lady bugs with Mommy’s little helpers. And the fence wrapped round it all. How it embraces and defines.
But faith knows no fences. It's meant to be shared with all who pass by.
Hope knows no boundaries. It goes ahead of us and paves our way.
Because love knows no limits.
“There is one Lord, one faith, one baptism, and one God and Father,
who is over all and in all and living through all.”
(Ephesians 4:5-6) NLT