I don’t know what to write.
So I’m just going to go for it.
Well, I know what I should write.
But I don’t want to do it. I’m not in that writing mood. It’s after dinner and I could be doing assignments right now.
You should not be doing assignments right now.
Oh… of course YOU show up in the conversation, Holy Spirit.
I tend to do that. Now, will you believe in me?
Yes. I mean… I know that’s the right answer but following what you have for me has been the hardest thing ever. But it also has been the best thing ever, too.
I know. So what are you going to do about it?
Keep going?
Precisely. But you have been hiding behind your own faults. Let me pull out your strengths with your authority. All authority has been given to you because you are a son of man.
That’s what you said to Jesus, my Father.
I know. So what are you going to do about it?
Not be afraid. You have said constantly that I am your precious princess. With royalty comes authority. Oh, may I believe your word, finally! The sin of unbelief is so sly, until I realize I’m spiraling downward in a stupid self-pity party.
Yes. But darling, there is hope. Hope for a new tomorrow. Hope that your sun will rise again. I have come to grow you, not stop you. And you will be found in me. And that is that.
Shall I finish this blog post now?
No. You should probably keep going.
How do I handle this?– Shush. My darling, go for it.
[see part 2]
