Oh how I hunger for Your words. How I hunger for mine.
Merely reading the bible and not quiet down to listen is not nourishing.
I miss writing. I miss my blog. I miss listening to myself as I write. I miss pouring out myself to no-one in particular (Erm, but a digital journal?)
I miss closing my eyes and all I feel deep down is a steady heart-beat and peace.
I miss God.