At some point, I started getting nudges that God loved me.
But not in that intellectual, "God loves me, all is good" kind of way, but rather, "I would run through fire to be with you. I wait by the phone hoping you'll call. When the mail comes, I'm disappointed if there isn't a letter from you. I stalk your Twitter account to see what you've been up to. When I'm at the grocery store, I see the Ritter Sport marzipan in the candy aisle and I buy a package to leave on your desk so you'll find them in the morning."
Jane Lebak, sometime in the misty past on her first blog
Wednesday, April 20, 2016
Well Said: I wait by the phone hoping you'll call
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