EXPECTING YOU

Expecting You is nourishingas the promise of sunrise—the one I've hungered at 5:30 a.m for,hurried for, frozen for,and finally hung there, breathless.

Your coming is like that—immediate and colourful—the largess of your presence, Father,reaching its accurate blessingsquickly and bountifullyinto my huddling soul.

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