I don’t even know where to begin. My mind is blocked from anything that’s of use; my fingers feel disconnected from my keyboard. I just want to write what is inside of me. I want to use my words to impact the kingdom of God. I want God to know me, and for me to know God. I want every single breath out to be a surrender of myself, and every breath in to be an acceptance of his holiness flowing freely into the marrow of my bones. I overwhelmingly want nothing but to be shaken from my very core so that less and less of me remains and all that can be known of me is Christ. I EXPECT the room to be different because I am there. I EXPECT that others can sense an unknown love that seems both so foreign but also as if it was there forever, belonging in their being…just because I am there. Not because of anything I am, for without Christ I cease to exist. He is the reason I am cell, matter, and person as well as spirit, soul, and vapor. Let Him be my unending all in all, rushed by His glory, at peace by His grace. Let me be overcome by Him in every fiber of my existence. Amen.