image from my misio
It's strange to remember now, the way we were. The cold night. The angelic choir. The hot mocha. The long walk back. The laundromat. The late night chats -- sitting by the corridor. The pillow fights. The laughter. The lettuce and kimchi. The railway ride. The afternoon BBQ. The graffiti. The live bands. And back to the laundromat again.
Another drive, another trip
Another night with you
Another moment for contemplation
Another reason to run and hide
Making decisions and saying yes -- plenty of brainwork involved!
Lord, give me the strength to discern
To only do what honours you
To allow you to lead me on
To give to you all my heart's desires
To live only for you aloneLabels: random, reflections
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