I love my little prayer desk every time of year, but especially in spring. Â It is so nice to take a pause in the company of these beauties.
My younger son, on the other hand, seemed to think that my prayer experienceÂ was missing something. Â I came home from my brief weekend trip to find that my little sanctuary was now an airport.
I’ll admire his aircraft if he’ll admire my roses. Win-win.