Baked oatmeal at 6:30am, speckled with blueberries.
The glories of Your eternal purpose flooding over, a tsunami fresh.
Listening to a conversation about eternity, in Arabic.
"Come, bless the LORD, all you servants of the LORD, who stand by night in the house of the LORD! Lift up your hands to the holy place and bless the LORD! May the LORD bless you from Zion, He who made heaven and earth." -Psalm 134