I am immeasurably blessed in the Lord. I find I want to write, I'll start to blog, but I cannot finish, or cannot post what I have written... My spirit is often caught up in intercession these days and words taste bitter in my mouth.
As deep calls unto deep, language fails to satisfy.
Sometimes, God gives us gifts that are too precious to share publicly. They are specially reserved for the right moment in a conversation, when sharing it might add a special blessing to someone else's journey. They belong to me, not to the world. Of course, we are blessed to be a blessing, but God also gives good gifts to his children. :)
Rest in Me, my daughter. Abide in Me. I am the Vine, you are the branches...