You Wear Me Well

My Child,

>When you spend time with me, when you listen for my voice and hear the words I whisper to your heart, you won't be able to keep the joy inside yourself. It will bubble out of you like water of a brook. It will flow out of you like music of a song. You won't have thoughts like, I know I should be talking more about my faith. In the most natural, unpreachy way, the reality of your faith is going to show up on your face and in your conversation.

Suppose you were wearing a gorgeous, perfectly fitting dress of an exquisite fabric. Wouldn't people notice? The same will be true of the garments of salvation and the robe of righteousness I have given you to wear. You look great in my love.

Your Father,

>God