Space

I have not been in such a precarious position of newness in over three years. New house, new people, new church, new room-mate, new housemates and so much chatter, and somehow there is also deafening silence. It is a struggle in the midst of this to let myself be my introvert-self. One-on-one coffee and chat is what my soul craves, and deep connection with Daddy, and for that, I need to have space. I struggle without specific space to call my own, but I think that is going to have to look different now. But Papa is good in any and all circumstances...