Drifting, Drifting

The past few weeks I feel like I have been drifting. So many prayers went up on behalf of Dryscha's FET and God chose to say, "no". In true Becky fashion, I don't like the 'no's' in my life! Dryscha has always handled her infertility with much more grace than I have. My heart aches for her. My arms long to hold the baby that she cannot conceive.
I have missed that close fellowship with God. Last night as I kept waking up, I began to renew it once again. I have missed talking to Him. Walking with Him. Sharing His goodness with those I come into contact with. It feels good to be drifting back towards Him. After all, He never moved. I did.