What if I lose it all? My opinions. My goals. My ideas. My wants.
All these possessions of mine. What if I lost them all? What if there was nothing on this page but a blinking cursor and I just sat here knowing? Possessing nothing, but knowing Him. Wouldn’t it be so much more? Wouldn’t it be so much more than trying to hang on and pull together and plan and arrange and fix myself or the people and things around me? I could just sit here and smile. Smile at Him in the knowing, excited way that is full of anticipation and trust. Not the anticipation and trust that things will turn out a certain way, but the anticipation and trust that says, “I’m in You, I don’t need anything more.”
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