The smooth smell of honeysuckles fills the air as the breeze swings the patio curtains on their rods.

My heart feels congested. So eager to breathe, but still so cluttered. I close my eyes, trying to get the fresh air clear my thoughts. All I get is a whiff of the sweet, summer flowers.

Here, under this little vine-covered nook I was going to write about my heart and questions and needs. But I feel like the Holy Spirit has stopped me and asked me just to be still. To sit. To think. To pray. To cry. To smile. To smell. To wait. To seek Jesus.

“Lord, I come, I confess
Bowing here I find my rest
Without You I fall apart
You’re the One that guides my heart

Lord, I need You, oh, I need You
Every hour I need You
My one defense, my righteousness
Oh God, how I need You

Where sin runs deep Your grace is more
Where grace is found is where You are
And where You are, Lord, I am free
Holiness is Christ in me

Lord, I need You, oh, I need You
Every hour I need You
My one defense, my righteousness
Oh God, how I need You

Teach my song to rise to You
When temptation comes my way
And when I cannot stand I’ll fall on You
Jesus, You’re my hope and stay

Lord, I need You, oh, I need You
Every hour I need You
My one defense, my righteousness
Oh God, how I need You”