I am not alone.
I fumbled through a conversation today, completely inarticulate and awkward, breaking eye contact as I searched for the right words that just wouldn't come.
But I told her that I don't believe that all I've got is me. I'm not the only one I can count on in this world of heartache. It's freeing, knowing my life is in the hands of Someone Greater. I'm free to love big. To risk brokenness. To know that if I fall to my knees, it's probably better that way.
And then I went to a worship service and sang my face off.
We are His portion and He is our prize
Drawn to redemption by the grace in His eyes
If grace is an ocean, we’re all sinking
So Heaven meets Earth like a sloppy wet kiss
And my heart turns violently inside of my chest
I don’t have time to maintain these regrets
When I think about the way…
He loves us