I don’t like to wait. But He came as promised, and now like a piled-high dinner plate, my heart was loaded with a portion of peace, a pile of joy, a generous ladle of love, a spoonful of belonging, and a huge slice of safety. I was stuffed.
Not only is He my portion, I am His. Hard to believe it, the mess I am. But if He said it, I will believe it even if I don’t always feel it.