Shut out the world.

Shut out the world. Because it keeps yapping like a little dog when you’re ears and heart can’t take it any more. Shut it out and shut the enemy up, because you were made for delight in the hope of His promises and not the sure destruction of this world.

Shut out the world, beautiful child of God. Because the living God of the Universe is waiting to whisper quiet, strong, promising as a gentleman you’d never met before.

So shut out the world. And find where you definitely, permanently, wholly belong. I’m going to shut it all too. Because I can tell you now, there is nothing like His presence in this world that never shuts itself up. He is so, so beautiful.