I'm not sure when I started collecting.
Somewhere around the time I started painting the tree of hearts.
He started giving when I took the time to notice. And all those grace kiss hearts...
...they just kept piling up, kissing my soul, showing me Love.
Love is a person (1 John 4:8). Love is personal. All these hearts that He keeps revealing, whispering to my soul...
"You are chosen." (1 Peter 2:9)
"You are Mine." (Isaiah 43:1-3)
"You are family." (Galatians 3:26)
And I want to share. I want them to be still enough to see all these grace kiss hearts delivered from Love.
