This morning God cancelled a meeting so that we could spend time together. I woke up feeling pretty low, so I went down to the outdoor basketball/soccer courts and pulled out my notebook. I started to tell God what I thought was a lot of things, but it was actually pretty short. I told Him that I can be so stupid, that I want to enjoy this time together, and that “I need clarity and peace and forgiveness and direction and oh my gosh”. (I pray in run-on sentences.)
I sat for a few minutes just listening to the sounds of the city, letting peace sink in. Then I happened to look down at the court and immediately in front of me was spray painted the words – I ❤ You . In English. I cried.
Thanks for reminding me.