I love that it forces me to go inside and stretch and ask good questions. I love that it forces my eyes and my heart to open wide. I love how tapping these keys or touching pen to paper reveals a voice and a mind. I love that suddenly I remember what matters to me and it gives me strength to take wobbly steps in that direction. I love that I find God fully alive, his breath warming me.
I love that I fall awake.
Thanks for the kind welcome back. It's good to be here again.