I am wonderful.
I am beautiful.
I have no idea what happened yesterday, or what will happen tomorrow. I simply know that I am alive and loved. I have become that which I’ve always dreamed of becoming.
Birds are singing my name.
Clouds are forming my initials.
No one sees me but Jesus and a handful of earth-grown flowers.
I have everything I will ever need. I am content. I know nothing except the love of God. All else is confusing. All else will fade away.
There is only one constant, only one absolute: I am loved by a perfect God, and I will spend my whole life loving him back.
