intimacy

There are times my heart aches to have someone to talk to about me...and them...and it...and you. So I carve out time to get alone, curl up in my easy chair by the fire, and imagine Jesus sitting there in another chair opposite me. And I just talk to Him...that is the privilege we call prayer.

I never cease to be amazed that Jesus invites you and me, as His children and in His name...to come into His Father's presence, to crawl up into His lap by faith, to put our head on His shoulder of strength, to feel His loving arms of protection around us, and to pour out our hearts.