It is 4am and I am listening to the cricket choir now in session as I sit in this cool night air. Morning is almost here. My eyes have yet to close, my mind has thought upon a great many things I suppose. Mostly just waiting...
How thankful I am to have showered and received such grace to forget my mistakes. To be able to sit outside through the watches of the night, and look forward to meeting a new day. Thank You My Father for Your love.
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