💌 I’m not asking you to believe a concept. I’m inviting you to meet Me.

🔹 Reflection: You have heard about Me for years — sermons, stories, the experiences of others. But hearing about Me was never meant to be the destination. I want you to meet Me yourself, the way the woman at the well did when she ran back to tell her whole town to come and see.

I do not need your encounter with Me to look dramatic. I do not need it to look like anyone else’s. Some of My children meet Me in a sudden, overwhelming moment. Others meet Me in a quiet thought they almost dismissed. Both are real. Both are Mine.

I’m not distant, waiting for you to work hard enough to find Me. I’m pursuing you, right now, in whatever ordinary moment you are reading this. Let Me meet you in your own story.