Just... Talking.

I love that He loves to hear from me. I love that God is not a God of shame or guilt - he doesn't raise a eyebrow when you haven't talked to Him in a while, like a catholic rabbi who says, "I haven't seen you at mass lately..." But really, He just feels privileged and honored that I would want to come to Him with what's on my mind, or with my problems, or when I just need to vent, or what have you. It makes me want to talk to Him more, but but I feel guilty that at the same time I don't really want to talk to him more than that. Every time that I do take the time to sit down with Him, I have such a wonderful time. I'm always glad I did. But I don't do it as much as I should. 

Jesus, turn my heart toward that place of intimacy with yours that I spend time with you because I want to, that I make time for you because I have such an awareness of how much I desparately need you. Not because I "should".