I fell on my trail, and when my heart struck a rock, everything stopped.
In a moment, Jesus lifted me, carried me, and placed me in the hollow of a tree.
Now, every time I run this trail, I pause there to pray🙏
He flows. I follow.
After that day, hearts began appearing across the desert floor as heart-shaped rocks.
They show up everywhere… the trail began to feel like it was making rock hearts to share….
Now, He calls me to paint the hearts along the way —my time with Him, to leave gentle reminders of His love for others who walk this path.
Every time you see a heart ….
on the trail, in the sky, or along your walk— remember this:
God’s Heart Beats are everywhere❤️
All we have to do is seek Him🙏
