I wish I was in love with God. Then I would want to spend so so so so Much time with Him It would never feel like a chore I would never have to be prompted
And yet I am not in love with God.
How it pains me to write that! How it pains me And stabs me And hurts me To say that!
Because it is true.
Why does this desire that I want so badly not come to fruition in life and in my actions and in my time?