You, God, are my Audience.

Everything I say, everything I think, everything I eat, drink or do, I do it knowing You’re here.

You’re beside me when I read Your Word.

I sense You reach over and point things out, highlighting the words for me that You know I need to see, these words that hang in the air, hang in my heart, replay in my mind for days, sometimes weeks, transforming the deepest fibers of my being to brand new…

You’re there when it clicks, and You hug me back…

You’re there in the worship songs, You’re sitting beside me at church, at work, on the calls.

You help me highlight things for my patients.

You help my heart to beat right for them like Yours does.

You whisper the why’s of my babies in my ear… You help me to understand, to lead and to guide them and to feel deeply just like they do…

You’ve made my heart new.

You’re here when I write…

I am not sure I’d be confident in my honesty until now to only write for you, but now I am…

You God, are my Audience of One.

Everything You teach me, everything You’ve made me to be, everything You’ve transformed with Your simple touch of glory…

I pray sets a soul free.

Freely receiving from Your Marvelous Majesty, I freely give.

To whoever, wherever, whenever, for whatever reason they may need this…

I don’t know whose eyes read this stuff…

My only concern can be that Yours do.

I pray that the book You wrote of every one of the days of my life turns out to be exactly the way You intended.

I pray that my life would simply shine You.

And I know You are proud of me.

And I know You love these things I write.

And I know this is only the beginning.

All for Your Glory, My Audience of One.

August 31, 2026