Devotion is a big baggy word, both in its forms of application and the things to which it is given. I am devoted to my husband and my three o'clock tea; to my children, my writing, and being on time. Whatever its uses, it implies an uncommon level of love and loyalty. We in Christendom use the word frequently in our own language: my devotional book; my devotional time. We know it usually refers to a scripture and meditations on it. This is a devotional book. Not because it fits the format, but because it is about love and loyalty. It is one simple woman's everyday devotion to a complex and multi-faceted God. It is a harbor for reflections and confessions, a closet of prayer and praise. It is for women, for mothers, for worshipers and thinkers, for skeptics and lovers of God.