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!
