I slept in this morning
And as I slowly shuffled
Out to my patio
I was startled to discover
God was already there.
Drinking coffee
Out of His ‘I Love New York’ Mug.
“Good Morning, Sir.”
I said dropping my eyes.
“Sorry I’m late.“
“There is no late,” He mused with
A kind smile, swallowing a mouthful
Of the dark steaming liquid.
“There is only now.”
“I always thought you’d be a tea drinker…”
I said after a long pause.
“Why?” His deep eyes sparkled.
“More refined? I guess.”
“How little you know about me,”
He chuckled.
I nodded as I studied His gentle face.
He looked exactly as I had always
Imagined.
Tan, angular.
Eyes a deep golden brown
That reflected nebulas and
Galaxies.
“I love you.” I blurted out,
Embarrassed at being so forward.
His eyes glowed with emotion.
“And I, you.”
A breeze brushed His hair against His brow.
An eagle circled high against an azure sky.
A yellow dandelion beckoned a bee.
Rose bushes danced delightfully.
Like an accordion
Time unfolded for centuries.
“Now, what?” My question hung in the silence.
“Now – everything.” He replied
And He took one more sip of coffee
Before vanishing in the morning sun.
Peggy is a wife, mother, and grandmother who loves to write about the Love of God and encourage others in their faith. She lives near the ocean in the Los Angeles area and has multiple cats and one very fuzzy dog.
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