You sing me a love song that did not begin and will not end. Your music is the bath of my life. It will play on, as moment after moment of this day tumble along before me.
How could my heart not burst with joy?
But instead I fear events and obligations. A busy day causes quaking. How will I manage?
Music will play, your music, Lord.
Let me listen for it.
(Letter #2,906)
Daily Letters to God 