But what remains true is I need Him. The less time I have had for Him, the more my soul disappears in the shadows. He is my sustenance, what moves me forward, what holds me up. All other things are not important.
One morning spent quietly, allowing Him to be with me (instead of running from here to there) and it's clear. He is clear. All else fades away.
At the end of the day or end of days, if I lose Him I have lost everything. And if I gain Him and lose everything, I gain all I could ever need and more.
Loose thoughts from a tired brain. But He is good. And He is mine. And I am ok, for those wondering.
"I call upon you, for you will answer me, O God; incline your ear to me; hear my words. Wondrously show your steadfast love, O Savior of those who seek refuge from their adversaries at your right hand. Keep me as the apple of your eye; hide me in the shadow of your wings..."
Psalm 17:6-8
