This morning, as I was running out to experience downtown Asheville, I realized that I hadn't spent any time with God; not an intentional second. So, before I ran out the front door, I went down to the basement, and sat in my friend Greg's grandpa's sky blue recliner. And, I bowed at my heart. Then I said, "Listen God, I know that I am blowing you off in a big way right now. I know that I am dropping the ball this morning in terms of spending time together. So, will you keep me really close anyway? It may be harder for me to recognize you out there in the big world and I just need you to remind me today that I am safe. And that I am loved." Then I bowed again and ran out the door.

I didn't do it perfectly today. I threatened my children tonight, because they were giggling and laughing before they went to sleep and I just wanted quiet. I said, "Absolutely no ice cream tomorrow!" My son cried. I watched some really bad reality television tonight; a bunch of guys ripping on each other in public. I know I could have spent my two hours in a more nourishing way. And, I drank a Reed's ginger brew and ate handfuls of lightly salted potato chips. And I ate a bowl of watermelon for dinner. But you know what? I felt safe. I felt loved today. I felt like I had my feet on the ground and knew where I came from. When God holds me close, it's not about making me perfect. It is about love. It is about simply, and gracefully, being loved. Exactly as I am. Thank you for holding me close today, God. Maybe tomorrow I can carve out a little more time for you. We shall see. But today, I am grateful for a love so big that does not need to be earned, but only longs to be received.