Father God, you get me early
when the sky is dark and the day's busyness has only begun to stir,
early
with my good-morning hair and sleepy eyes,
early
when I can feel my soul's dry and cracked,
needing a refreshing of faith*,
early
because your mercies are new every morning*
and I don't want to miss even one.
R<3
Listening to Newsboys - I Would Give Everything
(Also, this is my three hundredth post!)
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