Written after Psalm 90:41
“Satisfy us in the morning with your steadfast love, that we may rejoice and be glad all our days.”
Today’s morning was like a low singing wind. It emerged from faint and steadily grew closer, and bigger, and then present, and then vigorously freeing. Awoken with a love song being written on my shoulder’s sharpest point, then words tracing down and finding their way into each little pore. Each little well filling slowly. Each one sweet as a sunny peach. Each one melting onto me like caramel.
You ever have a day like that? A time when you come to consciousness and flicker your eyes open at the exact moment That God smoothes His way next to your half sweaty cheek? Where you say good morning to His presence and He just continues to give you honey-comb words. He says, “good morning, good morning my love…
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