How are You this A.M., LORD? Multiplied Thanks for waking me unto a most exquisite time alone with You on a still and still-forming morning...
...complete with avian chorale also now singing Your favourite songs…
...and in squadrons, winging through this milky pastel sky, if just now barely starlit- and poised toward the firey announcement of a new day from the East…
An obedient orb rises sleepily at first from is Ancient Asian trading routes, the sun gathers courage and strength to both harden bricks and to ripen Hebron grapes…
Doves in contrast soften inception of Middle Eastern morn in gentle cooing, conferring blessings...
Though man is yet at rest, I am privileged-blessed to steal away firsthand view from Old City rooftops- to Olivet Mountain in trembling anticipation of its Creator to use same as eventual footstool…
No effort of Evil to thwart Your Return, Regent and Mashiach, shall e’er e’en be remembered- even very soon indeed!
Welcome Home soon-coming, long-expected Yeshua- love You, God!
