My heart always starts to skip like a school girl going on her first date as time draws near on the afternoons of these Gatherings. And the more it skips, the warmer it gets. So warm that it might have topped the outside temperature on this lovely Fall evening. From the moment Sarah McTaggart pulled into my driveway, I felt like my breathe had been taken away. Psalm 103 has been the scripture that I have been trying to memorize this week ("trying" is the key word here).