Sometimes I feel like a smooshy, nasty, squishy, all-too-porous dish sponge. I take in all that is around me. I become saturated with television, music, facebook, text messages, emails, phone calls ….
How can I let you in, Father God?
How DO I let you in?
My senses become oversaturated with the world. Then, as I am asking this question, I begin to feel Your saturation. All I have to do is start talking to You and there You are.
There You are.
And that’s it.
There you are. The answer. Wherever I seek Your Face – there You are.