this belonging, this belovedness

and my break could be longer. maybe it should be longer.

but would i sound childish or strange if i said i've missed this blog?

well, i have.

and all of the beautiful things that people write.

and all of the beautiful pictures that people share.

there are things i will write one day but cannot write now.

i belong to You, Abba, i belong to You.

each moment is moving quickly. each person is passing by.

i belong to You, Abba, i belong to You.

this is what i'm learning. and i don't even get it yet. not fully. i remind myself incessantly. especially before i sleep. when lies collide with truth. when memories are too real. and breathe down my neck into my head and heart. and my insides ache.

i am defined by my belonging. my belovedness.

it is the core truth of my existence.

i am His. and He is mine.

what does that even mean?

what does that even look like?

teach me, Abba, to live out of this belonging, this belovedness.