Knowing I am perfectly and completely and abundantly loved.
Even in my brokenness.
Hearing Abba’s beautiful, beautiful voice.
Holy Spirit using an honest and raw testimony.
Seeing the penny that ‘Jesus is real’ drop in a friend’s eyes.
Thankfulness. How I love that word.
Learning to love Him more. And more. And more.
Realising all over again that I am wrapped up in the all-forgiving, redemptive power of abundant grace.
Affirmation. More than words, it’s a heart thing.
Having real, tangible, vibrant hope. More than I could ever adequately express.
Dancing so freely in His Presence.
Singing praises around His throne room.
Surrounded by His glorious laughter. More of that sweet, sweet laughter.
Just like the sweetest love. His sweetest, sweetest love.
Joy. Such wonder captured in a simple word.
To love knowing Him and being known by Him.
To love Him.
Today has been a good day.
A day spent with my Best Friend.
Psalm 18 v 1-3/the Message: ‘I love You, God – You make me strong. God is the bedrock under my feet, the castle in which I live, my rescuing knight. My God – the high crag where I run for dear life, hiding behind the boulders, safe in the granite hideout. I sing to God, the Praise-Lofty, and find myself safe and saved.’