Time spent to reflect, to walk and see Him in everything around you - is humbling, is reassuring, and damn right it is scary.
Once I passed by a girl and she had some parts of her body revealed albeit covering her hair - and I was pressured to think that I needed to say something to her just to make sure she knew how much of her body we could see. But I bit my tongue. I cared too much about how people feel intruding their private space was not an open concept here. And surely I would not have enjoyed it either if it was me who had a complete stranger come up to me and say my arms were not fully covered, or my jeans showed the shape of my knee caps.
So it is true, the world is a living hell full of tests and beautifully covered up with things that sparkle and catch our eye. How easily we are deceived.
I dreamed twice, of you this week. We talked on the phone and again shared information and thoughts. I wake up and enjoyed the recollections of fiction, then I slowly pull my hair back in a tight bun and enter the bathroom to get ready for work.