Was it the relationship or clamoring masses that drove you to the wilderness and mountaintop to pray? I suspect it was either your hard-wiring or both. My urgency is cloaked in the distractions of ubiquitous clutter, a pre-schooler’s needs, and snarling dogs competing for my attention. To read a single chapter of the Bible I have to ignore the scratching at my bedroom door, endure the idiot bells in children’s media, and make do with room temperature coffee as no more than two consecutive sips are ever enjoyed without interruption. Even then, it is only by your grace that I notice the goings on outside my window.
a hummingbird
no more than three inches tall
in the mesquite tree
Very fine.
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