Father, I want to thank You. You hear me and open my eyes to so much, Father. You listen to me in ways that noone can. You show me the things that tug at my heart and speak to me in ways that I can not express in earthly words. You are my Father and I love You. Father, thank you for being here with me and for me. You teach me the ways of You, even when I don't listen. You continue to guide me and shape me and draw me towards you. You calm my storms (often that I create with my own foolishness and stupidity).

Father, you are always on my mind. You have longed for the relationship between You and me to be the way You want. I thought my ways should be your ways for so long. You calmly speak through the storm. You have called me to different places and such. You have restored my heart. Thank you, Father....


"I speak of things that I wish people would talk with Me the way they talk in everyday language. I speak about things noone knows about but many people want to hear. One of the ways people can hear Me is to listen to their hearts. I speak to the hearts of my children. They are beloved by Me. I draw near to them and wait as they often don't know how to draw near to Me. It is not by My choice they not draw near to Me. How I long fellowship with My children. When I speak, My people do not let Me speak to the things I want to speak to them about. For am I not the Lord God who brings them strength? Freedom is knowing that you are hearing My voice speak with you. Freedom is walking outside and knowing that I am ordering you footsteps. Whomever thinks about My Word is who loves Me. Whoever lives by My Word that I have hidden in their hearts is who loves Me."