Over the last few days I've been praying that God would overwhelm me with His love. I sat the other morning singing those words over and over.
Lord, overwhelm me. Overwhelm me with your love.
I knew that my flesh was wanting to be content with living in an emotional storm. I was fighting the urge. Fighting to not give in. Confessing to all of you that I just really wanted to but knew I needed to get. it. together. girl.
I was pressing in. Seeking Him. Asking Him. Worshipping Him.
And as I let that request fill my heart and mind through out my days, you want to know what happened?
He overwhelmed me with His love.
I'm not. :)
He's always been faithful to pour out and consume me when I seek Him. When I surrender.
One of the ways I so sweetly experienced His love was through all of you-thank you for being you. Thank you for still being here with me and always encouraging my heart. I needed it. All the different ways too-the comments here, the prayers, the texts and emails...I didn't skim over any of it.
Thank you friends.