‘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