Good morning

 Good morning

Have a lovely day 

My friends

Sending hugs

And smiles

Across the miles

measure

 Sometimes joy

Is a bowl

Of your 

Favorite childhood cereal

On a 

July morning

Where you crave

Comfort

And nostalgia

In equal measure 

trust anyway

 Praising

Because 

I’m alive

And able

To worship

The King

Be my light

As I encounter

Darkness

At every side

Be my guide

When I understand 

Nothing

But trust

You anyway

You are

 Sunday sermon

May I rest

Truly rest 

In who 

You are

Not who

I think

I am

in your stead

 May you be

Who I praise

Even as each

New day

Brings new uncertainty 

And possible disappointment 

May recognition 

Be present

That with you

All is still

Well in

Your stead

Cocoa dreams

 Overnight rains

And a July cooldown

Have me craving 

Winter’s delight

Of soup

And cornbread 

Followed by

A nice blanket

With a mug

Of hot cocoa

Morning glories

 Awaiting the cool down

Along with the rain

As a good book

Awaits its meeting

With my fingertips

Some hot tea

Some whipping cream

And a huge smile

For the decision

Was made

To appreciate

Each day