Come away with me. Come spend time with me. Come linger with me. Not because it’s on the calendar. Not because it’s part of our routine. Just because it’s better when we’re together.
I delight in our times of dedicated, focused intentionality. And I love sweatpants and spilled juice and laundry. I want it all.
My love for you can’t be contained by time or circumstances. It’s just too big, too massive, to squeeze into once a week or even quiet moments throughout the week.
It doesn’t matter if it’s before the day gets going, or as you’re drifting off to sleep. It doesn’t matter if it’s in the middle of the morning, or the middle of the night. Just come. Come however you are and whenever you can. I delight to be with you.
I want to share every moment with you. I want to share in conversation and laughter and connection. I want to carry your burdens. I want to give you rest. Let me be your shade and your pillow. Let me be your cheerleader and your champion.
Our time together often seems limited and finite, squeezed in between obligations and commitments. Everything I want to say to you, all the being with you that I want to do, won’t fit in a limited space. That’s why I made you with forever in mind.
I will come and get you, so that you will always be with me where I am. John 14:3