a sunday morn

a blue wing swoops
across the leaves—
her face alight
amazement at how
you stepped off glory,
perchance she’d catch
your name. everything
concerning her, you care
about. she’s in love & i
can’t hide smiling, as if
we already in the garden.

i’m noticing when I talk about Jesus, it’s stepping into eternity. & listening, watching someone be brought to the point of tears over his love, is the most beautiful thing. seriously, it’s like he comes and sits at the table, “oh you guys, i love you. i save who i love. i know this in my head, but only since last night/this morning, has this started getting to my heart

such grace God has for me. for us all.


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