“I want to sit quietly for a moment to honor the story you’ve just told. It was sacred.”
–Jesus, My Father, the CIA, and Me by Ian Morgan
sometimes silence is better than words that overcompensate or devalue.
psst…i think maybe just maybe that i’ve learned once you’ve told your story and get used to telling it, that’s when god breaks in like the dawn and shakes things up in a way that helps you learn how to fall in love and be swept off your feet all over again…that’s when you start to enjoy God and enjoy life and love Him all the more and that’s when trust starts getting easier.
b'ahava 
I always knew my husband was “the one” because I was completely happy sitting beside him, quiet. Just being in the same room with him was enough. And it seems true with the Lord too. There are days when my heart spills and others, I just need to sit in His presence. And it’s enough.
i LOVE that feeling where you can just “be” with someone and there’s no pretense and you’re just happy being with them.