i love you, Father God...
i love that you're the kind of God who goes before your people in a pillar of cloud or fire - so that they can see your presence in the sky - night or day - and know that you're there.
i love that you're the kind of God - who travels in front, but when enemies come at your people from behind, you go 'round and stand in between just like a fierce mama would do if a wild dog came after her darlings.
i love that even when your people forgot that they were the ones who cried out to You to be released from bondage - You remembered.
i love that you introduce yourself as "the Lord who heals you"...
And i don't even want to ask for anything today.
i'm tired. i'm still.
i just want to be.