Silence
Sometimes there seem to be no words.
Nothing new to say.
A relative once asked the question:
“is what I am about to say going to be an improvement over silence?”
I wonder if God feels this way some mornings.
22 The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases;
his mercies never come to an end;
23 they are new every morning;
great is your faithfulness.
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