DRENCHED...

cold, lonely, unsure how (why?) to proceed, You meet me.

You come to me as I dissolve in tears on the floor of my room and meet me.

Your Word washes over me. You rain down on me amidst the storm of my tears.

I soak. I am drenched in Your Compassion over me.

This is where I belong.

This is where I intend to stay.

Soaking Wet with Living Water.

Yes.

Today is Thursday, October 8, 2009. I will be off this next 6 days. I sigh deeply… restfully… standing on the cusp of much-needed respite. And I give thanks.

Thanks for fogged windows, blurring green-blue reality …

Thanks for sun-dappled Light splashing on freshly cut roses from my garden

Thanks for wakening sounds all around… birds… Bo… Boy…

Thanks for husband-presence… blueprint-rustling, throat-clearing reassurance

Thanks for first sips of freshly ground… freshly brewed… coffee … freshly froth-topped!

Thanks for breath, deeply gulping respite in sighs sighed.