Love is to know him, his inner most sacred being, the nature of his every delight. Love is the cherisher of the divine heart, the one who created me, the one who will guide me, the one I would die for and the one who will make me live again. Love is he, the sweet breath of heaven and earth.

Kristin Nicole RothDavis

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