Morning Glories (to God)

“He is jealous for me. Love’s like a hurricane, I am the bending beneath the weight of His wind of mercy. When all of a sudden I am unaware of these afflictions eclipsed by glory, and I realize just how beautiful You are and how great Your affections are for me. Oh how He loves us so!” Read the words and try to figure out what they mean to you personally.

-Angie-