In the most God-breathed of moments, time stands still.
The most ordinary of times, like breathing or sleeping become objects of watchfulness and joy.
Fatigue gives way to the sweet surrender of tender awareness.
And time stands still as you’re lost in this moment to treasure.
In the most love-kissed of moments, every sense is on high alert.
Eyes are open; sound, smell and touch are all in rapt attention to the smallest of details.
Nothing can escape the attention of a heart brought to life by love.
And time stands still as you’re lost in the moment to treasure.
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Oh, what wonderful photos and beautiful reflection . . . Thanks for sharing, Andy!
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