Robbed you of sleep.
Memories, regrets,
Worries, fear,
Fretfulness.
Solving the world’s problems
From under the covers.
Minutes tick away
And you are no closer
To peace
Than you were at bedtime.
As you drift
In and out of sleep
A light
Soft, at first,
Touches your cheek.
Just the first glimmer
Of daylight
Begins to warm your cheek,
Your heart,
With Father’s love.
Gently
He spreads His light
Across your face
And strokes you hair.
He spreads His love
Across your heart
And erases the hurt.
With the light
Comes peace.
This morning His mercies are new.
But why should today
Be any different?
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