Early in the morning I sit here in the office about to plunge into the cold deep pool that is my daily work. Bracing it may be, yet there is no point in putting it off much longer. But as is my wont on a Tuesday morning, I thought of writing a few words of my morning meditation here even without much time to think or craft. I think I just wanted to state how wonderful it is that even with a 30-ish minute commute, I’m blessed to be able to use that time to listen to solid sermons and muse on the Word of God. Often does my poetry well up from such deep springs, even if the words I write are far too shallow to reflect properly these truths that stir my heart so. Ah but it is good to be loved by God, is it not? Even when our heart does not always respond with as much vigor as we would like, those of us who rest in the salvation bought by Christ can rejoice nonetheless in confident faith that we are beloved children loved by our Father. Oh Lord – be near me this day, I pray! Think that the love that the Father has for Jesus is the same love he has for us. Is that not marvelous? Is that not almost too good to be true? Yet it is true! I look now to that far shore and my heart leaps. Soon I shall know fully what now I know only in part. But if this love I know in part is enough to thrill my soul, what will my heart sing then?