good to hear

this afternoon when i started to tell M. a story, i felt i needed to throw in a slight preface. he laughed a little and responded, "you forget that i know you." i've thought about this statement all day long and how i sense God telling me the same thing.

i forget that He knows me.

when i remember and dwell in this truth, it seems that i am less of a stranger than i thought, more of His child and thus my soul is assured and quieted.