I have been growing up. Literally. I just got a job. I’m being crushed by certain circumstances. Everything around me seems to be falling apart. I feel useless; that the hardships are insurmountable.
Then, I return to my First Love. It may have taken an aboutface—more like a faceplant—but whatever it takes to see clearly. I wasn’t praising Him when I was being blessed; I needed to fall on my face. I needed to have things crash down in order for me to rise again. In order for me, to be picked up by Him. By Him, and His grace alone. By Him, and His love alone.
“So now, come back to your God. Act with love and justice, and always depend on him.”-Hosea 12:6
So, now: I’m running back to the basics. Simply meeting with my Maker. I am getting back to the heart of the matter: running back to my Lover’s heart.