My hearts song is to be so close to my Savior and yet I feel miles and miles and so many seasons from where I really should be and maybe you feel that too.
And I will write for us.
He whispered to me. To write for us.
I will pen for us who wake up thirsty and wanting to fly away. Fly so far and into the arms of the only One who can eternally fill me with grace, mercy and the joy to find more through this amazing life.
And yet I am here and happily so because it is a broken and beautiful adventure.
The most exciting of moments that fill my heart until it is sideways and exhausted from the accumulation of things most lovely and exhausting and I wait to see what more blessings could flow.
And they do, so abundantly.
One day this life will end and soon enough but let us not wish the days away because they are so perfectly aligned and askew at the same time.
To those who wake up thirsty, broken, alive, glory-filled and grasping for more of Him.
I write for us.