I hear Him best in the morning.
When I'm not inundated with random thoughts and worries.
When my Spirit is more flexible.
It's clear and sweet.
Simple and straightforward.
Logical and Divine.
And then I leave my house
HECK (edited version because my Mama reads this).
Looks like I need a bit more work.
Hang in there with me Lord, I'm coming.
Slowly, but ever so surely.