‘Twas the Dark of the Morning

‘Twas the dark of the morning and all through the house, 
not a body was stirring, not even my spouse.
My Bible and books of devotion to read,
lay piled by my side, their wisdom to heed.

I was thinking how special the true Words of God
Can enter your heart when it sure needs a prod.
Too excited for sleeping, that moment I knew 
that my Father was waiting, so quickly I flew.

To my office in jammies, reclined in my chair,
I joy in the presence of God with me there.
The best time for seeking my Father in heaven,
Is the dark of the morning, before light is giv’n.

©Christina Crute, 2021


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