A continual garden of the most magnificent, fragrant, elegant roses
are always blooming in the heart, soul, and mind when Christ is on the
throne of a surrendered life. And when that precious soul’s delight and
passion is to joyfully, obediently, and lovingly follow their Sovereign, Lord,
Master, friend, and King, I am sure that there is a celebratory, exhilarating
beauty and trumpet filled symphony and choir in Heaven that jubilantly sings.