My Lord,

I simply adore you.  Truly I do.  Last night was such a whirlwind.  I simply did not see that coming.  Laughter... I'm not you.

As I read my devotional, it referenced Deuteronomy 8:2.  For some reason, this time, I chose to read it aloud.  And when I heard myself, I began to weep.  I was saved at 43 years of age.  You covered me in all my mess, heartache and sin.  Everyday without fail.  I had no idea what your Son did for me.  I did not know that Satan was hot on my trail and that you had your Angels within arms reach to cover and care for your precious daughter.

As I cried and listened to Deliverance, by Vicki Yohe, I just closed my eyes thinking about you calling me home.  And then, I had a brief epiphany.  Although I've never seen Whitney Houston in concert, I will surely see her in heaven.  Wow.  How cool is that?

Next, I went on to play William McDowells', I give myself away.  He sings, "My life is not my own. To you I belong."  So very true for me also.  Lord, I give myself to you. Please, please have your way with me.

Ecclessiastes 3:2
a time to be born and a time to die...

Father, I am not afraid.

Eternally yours