The Serenade

God knocks, calls, serenades us, but doesn’t necessarily intrude unless we desire and consent to intimacy. -R. Jay Pearson I get a mental image of God standing outside my window, singing me love songs… and me sitting all aloof in my room, ignoring the noise outside. Wondering why God has withdrawn intimate contact. Wondering why I’m strugglingContinue reading “The Serenade”