Oh Love
that hears before I speak
that provides before I need:
like sunrise making its way
around the world
until it’s time for me
to be awakened.
Unlike the unjust judge,
You answer from compassion and kindness,
rewarding perseverance and faith
with fullness.
As You do not withhold stars
from the night sky,
nor sun from the day,
neither do You withhold
light provision direction warmth
from Your children,
nor love from the one
who approaches You.
Father of lights,
hold me between sunrise and noontime,
opening Your Word to my spirit,
like doves released
to the heavens,
free to experience the beauty and joy
of this season,
free to anticipate the one to come.
Amen.
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