September.
I breathe in the fragrance of my very favorite patch . . . of Sweet Annie (yes!  that’s the real true name!).
Is it a coincidence that it’s at its peak during the very hardest month for me?
Or does God just care for me that much?
Oh!  He is good!

He tends his flock like a shepherd:

                                                                                                                  He gathers the lambs in his arms

and carries them close to his heart;    
He gently leads those that have young.
Isaiah 40:11

p.s.  Sweet Annie is the tall, green ferny stuff (technical term) with the tiny yellow balls on the end (The flowers are zinnias mixed in). It is actually considered a weed, but I choose to ignore that fact.  ðŸ™‚  It smells wonderful.

p.s.#2  Also?  There’s nothing special about me.  Pray that you will have eyes to see the Gifts Jesus longs to give you.  You will find so many ways that He cares for you, in the same way that He has cared for me.  I can say that with confidence because I knowknowknow it will be true.