As I sit here typing away on a breezy evening, I’m thinking about the succulent aromatic, subtle blending of herbal flavors running through my slightly chilled body. My insides warm up at the thought of feeling its soft texture, along with the heat cascading down my throat. Ahhh and the bonus; the taste of the sweet raw honey and lemon.
Scripture reading: Fruit trees of all kinds will grow on both banks of the river. Their leaves will not wither, nor will their fruit fail. Every month they will bear, because the water from the sanctuary flows to them. Their fruit will serve for food and their leaves for healing. Ezek. 47:12
A refreshing cup of tea anyone? Night, night.