I’m at this full table He has put before me. I’m hungry for His face. In awe at the banquet before me. Undone by His goodness.
I think about my resolutions for this year since turning twenty-six- to write, read, & work out everyday. I made that resolution from a place of stewarding my contentment. Now I think about where I’m come to-job, fiancé, dreams…
The suffering with Him and learning to breathe “underwater” has made me insist on only expecting Him, not good or evil, in my desire to survive.
Now. I lean in to this enticing array of new things, that are a part of knowing Him but that I’ve never tasted before.