It's not a sermon
Exactly
But my hope for us all
A day to rest
From my own thoughts
And desires.
Both are massive, weighty, enormous burdens.
I will float and doze and dream and
Maybe
Find relief, refreshment, repentance.
Laughter with two of my favorite girls among the trees,
Along the creek.
Yes.
I can be whole again...
Someday.
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