💌 I’m not waiting for your schedule to clear. I am meeting you in the middle of it.

🔹 Reflection: Summer arrived and your rhythm shifted. The routines that anchored you through spring have loosened. Travel, family, long days, disrupted sleep. You’re wondering if intimacy with Me has to wait until life settles down again.

It doesn’t, beloved. I’m not waiting in some quieter season for you to arrive. I am here, now, in the middle of the disruption — on the porch, in the car, at the beach, in the mountains, in the ten minutes before everyone else wakes up. I don’t need your full schedule. I need your attention, however brief.

I am pursuing you this summer as much as I was in the spring. The shape is different. The pursuit isn’t. Come as you are, whenever you can. I’ll meet you there.