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Speak with him, I was told.
Be intentional, they said.
Inquire. Listen. Learn.
So I tried. I asked for guidance, and I jumped into this walk. The zippers of my boots jingled as we strolled, his sandals thwopping softly in the night. We laughed and we hugged and I know that more than one tear tried to grace my cheek as we talked.
I smiled a lot, I tend to do that when I’m around him. Our tongues were loose, fearless in their abandonment of their usual chains. It was a night of perfection, of fulfillment and honesty and His faithfulness. I don’t know how to describe it with specifics because the most special part is the feeling I have when I think back on that crisp night, but even that is too warm for words.
But it’s a fond memory. Very fond.