I look to You, I won't be overwhelmed.

I have decided that perhaps I left something else in Ecuador.

I think maybe, just maybe, that I thought I left my heart there.

But that I thought I left God there too.

I can talk about Him.

I can worship Him.

I can take joy in Him.

But do I confide in Him or talk to Him or tell Him I love Him?

Rarely since Ecuador.

Even now this blank page is growing words that are about Him, not to Him.

Oh, my Lord, God.

See Your daughter and flood me with Your grace.

For I have forsaken You and tried to do this life on my own.

But what is life without You in it?

Meat without salt.

A shore with no sea.

A man without woman.

Adventure without courage.

You are the flavor, the reason, the love, the strength.

Forgive my idle heart.

I will reach for You.

Desire is not an emotion equated with you lately.

Tonight I want you to flood my soul more than ever before.

Father, be my everything.

Help me to be salt and light because I see Your salt and light daily.

Help me to look to You in the beauty of all things.

You are not in me in Ecuador.

For I am not in Ecuador.

You are in me here.

Now.

Forever.

I praise You for loving me regardless.

You are my desire.