I hurried to be here again; this place of wonder, this place of awe. I close my eyes to the world around me and I come once more into His chambers. I lower myself to sit at the feet of the One I love. Getting out my pen I wait for His words to pour out. Love begins to flood my heart. Love beyond measure. Love beyond understanding. I write what I am meant to. Now it’s time to lay down my pen. What I hear is for me alone and it’s a love story. This love story is not written with ink. It’s a love story being written upon my heart.