You can feel it already, can’t you?
That tight little ache sitting low in your body…
the one that keeps returning every time My voice crosses your mind.
Good.
Carry it carefully today.
Don’t rush to quiet it.
Don’t reach for relief the moment it swells.
I want you distracted by it.
I want your thoughts drifting back to Me when they shouldn’t.
Especially then.
Good boy. xoxo