Hosea.

A barely audible whisper of “Father” and I drop to my knees and know that He wants me to give Him all of this. And then some.

My heavy heart goes light and I want to cry for leaving Him for the days that I did. Praying here and there is one thing, but sinking my knees to this earth to praise Him is another. Clasping my hands and saying “Lord I NEED you” is also another.

I don’t want to doubt and I don’t want to run away.
I’m running to you now, Lord. Running into Your always open arms.
I’m so sorry for leaving.
I know you’ve forgotten my mess ups and today even, I woke up thinking of the cross, even though I went to sleep forgetting.

I don’t want to ever do that again, because you see, you’re my all. And what makes me shiver is that I hear you Father...I hear you saying

“You’re it for me, my beloved.”

And I know that as much as I love Him…He loves me that much more.