How many times have you approached God honestly, deeply and truly; Asking for nothing, but received everything. Had everything to hide, but hid nothing. Said not a word, but spoke endlessly. Never opened your eyes, but saw eternity… How many times have you approached your Maker; not as who you want to be, not as who you wish you were, not as who you think you are, not as who you ought to be; But just as you are, with all the dirt that covered you, when He first fell in love with you.
Reblogged from A well traveled woman
