Sometimes

Sometimes: 

sometimes only a few words arrive, a small blessing of inspiration given- being just enough for writer and page to be fulfilled. Sometimes I ask the Holy Spirit what should I write about this morning, and I sense a smile that hints of a deeper silence to follow, as if too many words would only spoil our true communication...

but he knows of my insistence as a writer 

and provides a small favor. 

like now.

~

I love you, Eric

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