“buuuzzzz, buzzz.”
“Who’s that?” I ask.
It’s not my business. I don’t especially care. I’m just being nosy (usually because I’m bored.)
My husband’s reply is often, “It’s Jesus.”
I roll my eyes. He smirks. It’s our bit.
But sometimes when we play that little game, I think about how nice it would be to get a text from Jesus.
He doesn’t need to say anything in particular. It’d just be nice to be reminded that Jesus is thinking of me. That’s He’s with me and wants to talk. Anytime. All the time.
What I forget is that…He is.
Jesus may not text us like our friends do, but His text says.... Share on XRead the rest: Click here.
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