My Lord,

It truly feels as though we are married. Each morning, I wake to find myself reaching for you. Longing to know you're still there. Knowing that you'll never leave me, but that small insecure feeling still yearns for confirmation that yes, He did choose me.

As you know, yesterday you showed up in a big way. First, thank you for allowing me to sleep in. That was different but very nice. It was exactly 0946 hours when you revealed your truth. I hadn't realized that I was so far ahead of myself and my thoughts that it was draining my energy to complete exhaustion. I just wrote about it in my journal, so I won't pour it out here, but you and I know what the issues were.

I felt so sad and so ashamed that the tears rushed out like a miniature waterfall. So consumed with self, I had completely forgotten how you rescued me from the same exact situation in the past. Yet, not wanting to go back there for selfish reasons, I failed to remember how glorified your name was and how it was even written in ink for everyone to see.

What was said and done will forever be a part of me and I have the plaque to prove it. And although your name isn't written on the award itself, you certainly get all the credit. You sustained me then and I learned a big lesson yesterday. You'll continue to sustain me today. I must remember that tomorrow has enough worries of its own. Also remembering that those who insist on worrying do not know you, but I do know you and must increase my faith and trust that you'll meet my needs as they arise... But only if I follow "Matthew 6:33."

My Lord, how grateful am I that you are patient with me. You give my heart the special attention that it needs, not abandoning me when I have my tantrums and moments of selfishness. I am truly the unformed clay as you are the mighty potter.

Eternally yours