From the silly to the sanctified,
the musings of one mom, wife, and sista-friend
Saturday, September 18, 2010
Prayer at 4:30
In my hurry for holiness, don't let me mistake feeling for filling . . .
Slow me down that I may not miss one drop of You. Open every crevice and the secret dark places that I may truly be filled to overflowing with Your Spirit. Pour Yourself into me, and may I pour myself right back into You . . .
Cup my face in Your hands and kiss good-morning life onto and into my sleepy features.