An empty house will eat you alive if you let it, so I climbed out of its jaws.
Recess Coffee House let me stretch my legs and slow down a few notches.
I caught up on some verses that were sent to me from a few different friends.
Coincidentally, all of these verses were from Psalms and I need them all.
This verse in particular hit home and left me white as a ghost:
For He knows how weak we are; He remembers we are only dust.
Jeepers. Through all my apathy and doubt, He still know me; He still loves me.
Such a solid truth that I need to be reminded of. I do not exist, only You exist.
It is the cry of my heart to love others without expectations and hidden motive.
Spill my guts on the floor and see all I am composed of, is nothing but sincerity.
God, I need You to make straight my path and steady my hands.
Let all that I am praise the Lord.