Can I tell you something? One of my love languages is gifts. I’m like a child at Christmas when someone brings me something to open, even if it’s just a card (the above picture is of the flowers my husband brought home one day just because).
Do you know what’s even better?
The opportunity to give a gift. I excitedly anticipate the look on someone’s face when they have opened what I have given them.
Want to know what I think? I think God’s love language is gifts too!
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