Summer Feast
(Be aware, Grandma, the pictures don’t come until the end of the post!) I’ve been hungering for delight. My living has become dry boned parched. I escape into the still-dark morning, spread out on the linoleum office table,…
Mercy: Worship
“Your mercy, your mercy has stolen my heart”….the words tiptoe through my heart . I creep close and hard under the shelter of your wide-winged love. I snuggle close to the heart thump inside. Under your eagle eye I rest.…