Time.

It's been a long time.

Each time I've caught myself…unsure. 

Can I really find the words to aptly describe this daily living?

When did fear creep in-between my fingers and the keys?

"I find that I'm safe and warm 

In your loving arms

You see me

And You know me

And You love me

Through and through"

It's time to find my way home again. 

Time to spend that much needed heart-time with the Father.

Time to write again.

It's good to be back.