I had the sudden urge to jump and spin in the quiet of my room. There are so many things I’m eager to do, so many stories that are inspiring me this minute. How does one contain it all?
A prayer jumped from my lips, “Thank you, God for these gifts! Life really is beautiful.” My mind was captured by a thought: He really does want you to be happy, you know. You see, it’s almost automatic for me to slide into religiosity, forgetting that that is absolutely not what God is after. There’s a living, breathing relationship here in my hands that I have forgotten about. He doesn’t want my duty if it means I stop talking to Him, singing to Him, trusting Him. But that’s exactly what I’ve done.