Just talkin with God and asking Him to rid me of all legalism, condemnation of myself, and judgementalism of others.
And He whispered back "You know Sarah, My love for you has never been legalistic."

Oh scallywags.
God's love for you and for me has always been that bleeding, raw, real, heart-thumping with a single glance of my eyes into His, deep, desirous, aching kind.

No machines, no half-way. No have to b/c He has to kinda junk.

Pure. Without blemish. Without fakeness. Without neediness and insecurity. Pure.


This is the kinda stuff that makes one's soul soar.