I lay awake in bed with You in my head.
It was a fine morning.
The sun was gently shining,
the temperature cool.
And I felt like You were staring at me,
staring with soft eyes.
Lovingly.
Adoringly.
Unflinching.
I felt like You were telling me
that You were with me.
That I was never alone.
That I was protected, guided and cared for.
That I was loved.
I lingered on Your stare,
basked in it.
Minutes passed.
A few more minutes.
I felt Your presence soaking my skin,
then my muscles
then my bones.
You are with me, Lord.
Then I sat,
and then stood.
And I lived the day.
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