This is what a woman in love looks like:

 You read that right. I'm in love!

With my King, that is!

 On my journey up the tree (remember that tree? The one I ripped my skirt on?),

with guitar strings being plucked, and an overwhelmed heart being poured out onto paper, a sweet & gentle "I Love You" slipped out of God's mouth. Well, okay, I'm sure He planned it, and it more like slipped out of my mouth! And I looked up to the sky, & the winds blew so hard. It was bliss.

Before these things happen to me, I am usually going through some kind of hardship, depression, ache, etc. But when the Lord tells me He loves me no matter how many mess ups I have, it's the most wonderful feeling! I came down the tree (no, I didn't rip anything), & on my chair was this poem: 

It's In The Valley We Grow

Sometimes life seems so hard to bear,

Full of sorrow, trouble, and woe,

It's then we have to remember,

That it's in the valley's we grow.

If we always stayed on the mountaintop

And never experienced pain,

We would never appreciate God's love,

And would be living in vain.
We have so much to learn,

And our growth is very slow,

Sometimes we need the mountaintops,

But it's in the valleys we grow.

We do not always understand,

Why things happen as they do,

But I am sure of one thing,

My Lord will see me through

The little valley's are nothing,

When we picture Christ on the cross,

He went through the valley of death,

His victory was Satan's loss.

Forgive me Lord, for complaining,

When I'm feeling low,

Just give me a gentle reminder,

That it's in the valley's I grow.

Continue to strengthen me, Lord,

And use my life each day,

To share Your love with others,

And help them find their way.

Thank You for the valley's, Lord,

For this one thing I know,

The mountain tops are glorious,

But it's in the valley's I grow!

~Unknown~

If there's one thing I have learned, it is that it's pretty much necessary to be in the valley. Because it is then that you are closest to God. Yes, it is then you rely most on Him. It is then that His comfort is perfect. That's the beauty of pain, right there!

"My grace us sufficient for you, for My power is made perfect in [your] weakness."
~2 Corinthians 12:9~

Some pictures from my night:

 The tree!