It never fails..Every time I'm having a bad moment and I retreat outside to feel sorry for myself I'm drawn to a fragrance of sweetness.The honey suckle. There has always been alot of honeysuckles on the farm but this year there is an abundance. Everywhere I work outside the honeysuckle smell lingers..When I do my morning run the smells follow me all the way up the drive. Stronger yet in my back-yard where the kids play. With the windows open the smell drifting through my home.
A sweet reminder to me that God is constantly drawing me to him.. It's hard to feel sorry for yourself when your searching out a sweet smell.