It's story time folks!
I have to warn you that this is another one that rates extremely high on the "uncomfortable meter", so I'm not sure how long it will be up. Here goes...
My "quiet time" reading, praying, etc. has been severely lacking to non-existant lately. Yesterday an image came to me as I made the conscious decision not to read/pray/etc., but to watch Netflix and cut up shirts to make aprons. I was walking past the living room - and that's when it came to me.
Jesus was sitting on the couch waiting for me. (Not in a scary, stalker kind of way, but a friend/lover/I-want-to-be-around-you kind of way)
I saw Him there and I looked at Him for a long minute. Then I turned away and went to do something totally irrelevant.
Today I came and sat down on the couch. I am so glad I did.
Thank you God, for waiting so long for me.