My devotional time this week has been spent with the third chapter of a posthumously compiled collection of essays by Henri Nouwen. In it, Henri writes, “...though the experience of being the Beloved has never been complete absent from my life, I was slow in claiming it as my core truth. I kept running around it while looking for someone or something able to convince me of my Belovedness. It was as if I kept refusing to hear the voice that speaks from the very depth of my being and says: ‘You are my Beloved, on you my favor rests.’” (Spiritual Direction: Wisdom for the Long Walk of Faith, 31) Amen, Henri. You’re not the only one.
