New Thoughts
Lord, I pray that You would help my love to flow more freely. So often, I find talking an uncomfortable way to communicate. I stumble, I get frustrated with myself and with others. This seems especially true at home, which is the last place it ought to be so. God, please restore to me the pleasure of conversation. I knew it in my youth, but age has made me overly cautious in sharing myself. Too many hurts, I suppose. But You can heal me. You can restore the simple joy of my youth, even as You have been doing with Jan. I pray You would. I thank You for the things You've been revealing to me through these study times. I'm not sure why You've been having me do things quite this way, who is likely to ever read these notes besides You and I, but I thank You. And I'm so glad we can continue on with these times. They've been such a blessing to me. I hope they have been so to You as well. I'm longing to speak with You face to face. And You know? It's a good feeling. All fear is gone, there's just a longing to be able to actually talk with You. Come chat soon, Lord.