Hey Lover,

, it's amazing that when I look at you, I see my twin - one made after my kind. It's why I want us to go back to being one as I was with Adam strolling with him in the cool of the day. Why I don't want to wait till you're in designated places (of worship) or at particular times to manifest in and through you. Why not on the bus or in class? Why can't we talk while you do the dishes? I love the bathroom gists in particular! Go beyond seeking my presence just on your knees or when you feel a burden, to manifesting and showing off my residence when you step into a room. I'm not an hermit, love. I am a Father you can be proud of. 

I see you! , I see you struggle with anxiety and identity. You wonder how you can be a complete masterpiece and a work in progress at the same time. How you fall in love with your identity in me and in the next moment, you wonder if you're good enough for me (lol, like you chose me). I chose you. I called you. I loved you. I qualified you. I've made you just good enough for me. Oh, if only you'd truly see - I do not choke you with responsibilities. I have simply given you the abilities to respond to my workings in you.

, rest and respond. Believe and receive. Take a stroll with me, hand in hand. Don't get lost in the big things (you expect to be) happening without, that you miss releasing the things within. Revival begins in you. 

To The New,

Abba