I don't know why I am staying here this summer. I woke up this morning second guessing my decision. Along with all of my anxious fears of what this summer may hold, I'm tired of fighting for attention from the Lord.
I want some special attention. I want Him to fight for me. I want Him to scream at me, tell me to get my act together, to wake up and trust Him.
I want to know He cares if I trust Him, if I love Him, if I want Him.