you know...i had been feeling off-kilter a bit. so busy i was distant....falling again into the mud-puddle of imagined disapproval {failed performance}...envisoning the splatterings of shame and grit of dust....long dried from too long of only a snippet here, and a snippet there of any God speak....
thinking...when I get time, when I catch up, when the kids are back in school...then i will have time to draw close...
abba did not want to wait on me. :)
he decided to draw clse to me in the middle of my busyness to remind me that it is not how well or good or consisten or much I love God.....
It is how much HE loves ME.y
God used this sweet man to bring me near. to remind me what real love is. This is the love I see in my momma and papa. This is the love I want to see in my sons for their wives one day. This is the love I want my daughters to experience. this is the love of God for me.
the real deal.
(The song is Beautiful Exchange by Hillsong)
In His Hands, I Am Held and I Am Home
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For eighteen years, my life made sense. I lived in the same small town, the
same split-level house, went to the same Baptist church, had the same
friends. ...
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