Sweeter Than Honey

Momentarily I wanted to fall back on comfortable territory and talk to those I knew better but instead, I asked specific questions of my new friend. His tale quickly left my heart in tatters. Holding tears in check as best I could, I felt awe for this man I had only met hours before.

I tried not to look away. Letting someone stare deep into my eyes always felt like they were looking directly into my soul. This moment was no different. Joey wore glasses but his gray eyes never left mine and he’d make gestures to point his hands toward me in excitement as he’d listen for new things to share.

When his tongue was released to speak, I was stunned. He began to share the hopes of those secret things no one but my Father knew. Encouragement flooded the chambers of my heart. His words were indeed honey to my senses.

Psa 119:103  How sweet are Your words to my taste, Sweeter than honey to my mouth!