The Morning After

It's 6:30 am ... the morning mist is just starting to lift.  

I wander through whatever remains of the week's wedding festivities.

A little war is being waged here - between a body that wants to sleep a little while longer 

and a spirit who wants to keep celebrating. 

The quiet meandering brings a welcome relief to my restlessness. 

I am thankful for yet another moment in time that can be at once lovingly recalled 

AND fully enjoyed in present and future tense too.    

Such are the gifts of a Gracious God -- always over the top!