Remember

The night air sends thrills of hope up my spine. The cold touching my skin reminds me of Your nearness, of when Jesus You've sat for long moments with me on the front porch steps. I remember the many nights spent gazing into Your heart like I gazed into the night sky, only to find that Your thoughts towards me are more numerous than the stars.

The breeze tells me that You are still beckoning me to come away with You, to bend and sway to Your rhythm as You hold me in Your arms. May I never forget this intimacy, for it is the reason I am living, and I could never take another breath without it.