by Emily Conrad
Some days, the sunlight hits the flowers in the most beautiful of ways.
The cut hydrangeas sit on my desk in front of the windows, in a round vase that reminds me of a marble. I like to think the vase is hand blown, purchased in some tourist town gift shop, but I don’t know its history.
Remembering a relationship I lost floods me with gratitude for the relationship Jesus died to save.
I’m a guest today over on Stacey Week’s blog, Glorious Surrender. Follow me over to find out more about this vase, the relationship it represents, and the reminders of a much more important relationship that permeate life.