Dear dialog, usually when I come to write in you, I am...well, not in a good place. But not today.
Today, I am so in love with God. And just how perfect and thoughtful He is. He defies words. I am so thankful for Him. You see me, my Love. You see me, and You love every stinking part of me. And somehow managed to turn me into a cutie for Jesus.
I love You, my Love. I don't say this often. I don't spend as much time as You deserve just loving and praising You. But I want to say it here and now, if there was any doubt - not on Your side, because what is that, right? - from any reader...