My head hurts Jesus and I didn't get a letter from You.

I realize that in the absence of physical things there hides a richer reality that far outweighs. I realize that You are my best friend and so much more. I hate that when I have a week that is far away, for it is just that. I miss You but even though my tears come I am thankful for what I don't have. I am thankful that in what I lack I am learning to come to You for. I am thankful that You honor me with that relationship.

I am sorry when I am late.

Oct. 1/10