Speak of the Devil
Well, there i am, driving home, and i remember the suggestion from my other lj buddy, and i casually (yeah, right.. like i even SNEEZE casually) mention that i have been getting kinda busy writing over here at LJ after a slow start, and then i kinda slip in the line "So maybe you might want to fave mark it to check every now and then".
Silence for a moment. Oh damn...
He says "What makes you think I haven't been reading it?".
*cripes*. He hits me right here:
EVERY time!
Suddenly i am all wet and bothered and it's hard to see while i drive.
He KNOWS runs through my head over and over....
He knows.
Shit, of COURSE he knows idiot child! He is Owner, God, Master forever and the reason He is is BECAUSE HE KNOWS!
He takes the time to know. He remembers. He watches, pays attention, and keeps an eye on things.
i am not used to that with anyone else, ever, ever in life ever. i am not automatically assuming that anyone could care enough to ever pay that kind of attention. It could be frightening if i was insecure and young- i doubt i could have understood how powerful and important that was when i was 20. i figured it out at 30... and went looking for it at 35.
He embarasses me with how PERFECT He is, how He knows, how He remembers. He makes me feel childlike and small. He makes me feel cared for and watched over and like the most important possession of the most important man in the world. How can ANYONE DO that? He is perfect..... i am sooo lucky.
Now i just have to remember that He is always listening. And reading.
Silence for a moment. Oh damn...
He says "What makes you think I haven't been reading it?".
*cripes*. He hits me right here:
EVERY time!
Suddenly i am all wet and bothered and it's hard to see while i drive.
He KNOWS runs through my head over and over....
He knows.
Shit, of COURSE he knows idiot child! He is Owner, God, Master forever and the reason He is is BECAUSE HE KNOWS!
He takes the time to know. He remembers. He watches, pays attention, and keeps an eye on things.
i am not used to that with anyone else, ever, ever in life ever. i am not automatically assuming that anyone could care enough to ever pay that kind of attention. It could be frightening if i was insecure and young- i doubt i could have understood how powerful and important that was when i was 20. i figured it out at 30... and went looking for it at 35.
He embarasses me with how PERFECT He is, how He knows, how He remembers. He makes me feel childlike and small. He makes me feel cared for and watched over and like the most important possession of the most important man in the world. How can ANYONE DO that? He is perfect..... i am sooo lucky.
Now i just have to remember that He is always listening. And reading.