“Something is missing, Lord.” I confessed. “My heart feels clouded.”
I felt the presence of the Lord whispering in my ear and filling my heart.
“There is a cunning and crafty spirit that sneaks its way into the good things I have in store for you, obscuring My purposes and plans laid out specifically for you. That spirit taunts you in believing that you must fulfill those plans in your own flesh and abilities, throwing you into laborious works, as you try to gain My favor. When all along, I just long to sit and abide with you, two hearts attuning together.”
The Lord hesitated but a moment, then continued, “There is something missing…it is you. I miss you!”