One afternoon, my four-year-old daughter picked up her mom’s phone and sent me a text message that had about fifteen letter g’s, ten letter l‘s, and twelve letter k‘s in it. it was indistinguishable and garbled. The moment I saw the text, I knew who it was from, and I knew she wanted to send me a text but didn’t know how. I knew my daughter’s voice even though it came through unclear and incoherent. I smiled as I read that incoherent text, and I thought, That’s my little girl. In the same way, God receives our jumbled communication and incoherent self-articulation with a smile and a fatherly embrace. He knows us fully, and even amid what we feel is unclear and confusing, he is seeing us for who we truly are, his beloved children. As those who are in Christ, we are always received by the Father.
-Jamin Goggin, Beloved Dust
Driven 