lessons

I've obviously been in a funk these last couple of days. I wouldn't say that I'm out of it exactly even still. There is that feeling of being in a crowd, but completely alone.
Yesterday as I was starting work, I kept seeing hearts, hearts in the pavement, hearts etched into stone, hearts in the crumbs, hearts in the water. There was, I think, 9 of them. I have to say, it kinda pissed me off.  You know how when you're in a funk, and people try to get past your barriers, it just annoys you? Stop with the pushing already? If I wanted to talk, I would!  Until that one person that you trust and love doesn't ask you anything just hugs you for a long time, and doesn't let you push them away.  You get pissed at first, but then, sorta melt, as you realize that it might not be better, but this moment, this moment is better. 

That's what God was doing for me. I love you, I got you, and I'm never letting go.