Thank you, Jesus, for these precious jewels. I love you, girls.
I wander (wonder) around each day with thoughts wrapped in my brain and so many different emotions vying for space in my heart. There is no doubt that, even if I’m not “talking to myself” or murmuring about this or that, or even chuckling just so like a crazy person …
…there’s an exchange going on between my spirit and the heavens anyway. I have to remember that the Bible is telling me to be prayerful constantly. God wants to hear from me.
What father wouldn’t want to hear frequently from His beloved?
What father wouldn’t be heartbroken to know that His son was simply rushing from place to place, cursing and complaining all the time about everything?
OK, maybe some of our earthly fathers.
But not God.