My story is just a love story between Him and me. How He is always on my mind, and how I love everything about Him. His Words are sweet like honey, and mighty like a sharp sword. I long for constant fellowship, because it feels as if it is just You and me against the world. I say that because everything seems to try to keep us from spending time together. And that makes me want to give up—to hide. Just You and me. Where my spirit can rejoice in You. Where the pressure and the

Spending time with God creates stillness— not because the environment changes, but because something inside does. Communion isn’t passive. It does something. What you give your attention to shapes where your faith rests. What you give your presence to determines what you are becoming. And what you are seeking reveals what you believe will sustain you. Scripture says: “Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.” —Hebrews 11:1 Faith isn’t a

Jesus said that the kingdom of God is within reach— not distant, not withheld. Miracles are not activated by effort, but by alignment. Desire and belief matter, but only when they are first touched by the Father. God knows what we need before we ask. He hears us by His Word and by His will. So the question becomes: Who is the Father? And what is the will of God? When desire is formed by Him, faith is no longer striving. It’s agreement. Declaration is not forcing God’s hand. I