And I am still up, with my brain always full as is my heart - par for the course every time I anticipate a "last day".
Maybe it's too much of my escape from reality, or I am enamored with small town charm. Maybe these people just come in unannounced and so sneaky & leave beautiful presents on the doorstep of my heart; already so fully living, yet needing more of the alive of Spirit's grace that they bring. Do you know what I mean when I tell you this?
I may be tired, but these tears of Full Measure come in all sincerity from a heart that doesn't understand.
Just one that receives the gift.
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