i check my email,
seeing a sender
i don’t recognize.
a welcome in
launching a book
people, who see
the simplicity in
holding a gray cat
agaunst your chest
as she presses her
paws close, silently—
i scram at being
when Jesus full well
He loves surprising
I’m sitting here watching this message about Jesus and guardrails, when my phone buzzes. because i’ve been easily distracted today, i stopped it and looked. I really wonder what Jesus’ face looked like watching me: “Oh..she’s about to scream…5, 4, 3, 2, 1…
Me: OH MY GOSH, JESUS!!!! NO WAY!! AHHHH!!!!!!! EEEEEEE! YESSSSS!!!! *dances in chair, screams more*
I don’t know if I thanked Him, but Jesus? Thank You, You’re timing is perfecto. Out of 1000 entires, I was randomly selected…nah, I was You selected. You are the best at surprising, surprises.
I didn’t expect to get an email saying I was chosen to be part of Emily Freeman’s launch team for her new book, but whoa.
I didn’t even ask you before filling out the application. Just said, “Ughh, I really want to do this!” and did.
Then after a few counts: “should I have asked You?” “I probably should have.” “What if I typed something wrong?!” (this last crashed quietly against my heart after I got the email.)
And You said: wait.
And boom: screaming like a child me.
Your grace, this, took my breath away. (seriously, i sounded like a might have asthma…)
I’d love some more, please. Get me to stare at Your beauty, rather than me.