Adoration is God’s Alone

I never realized my misuse of the word “adore” before now. I spoke it as quickly as I would have the word love and thought of it in the vein of “am enamored with or so very happy with, like I adore that rug, or I adore my husband! But recently a very painful turn of events forever changed my thinking about lavishing such an honor on any human.  My husband of 28 years shared with me that he was no longer happy in our marriage, and was not sure…