five minute friday: real
As I come before Him, I need no disguise–no mask–to cover who I really am.
i come before Him, raw and broken, and most importantly, real.
I don’t need fancy words or memorized prayers.
i come before him just as I am….real, messy, and often times without words.
He is real and he wants all of me, without frills and without hesitation.
He wants my heart…the deepest, most real part of who I am.
Linking with Gypsy Mama, where on Fridays we write for five minutes without worrying whether it’s just right or not