Holy God,
We bounced as high as we could.
Our hearts seemed to float in mid space.
Laughter, giggles, joy just spilling out all over the place.
Where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.
Our hearts pounding in our chests we slurp down watermelon...
this is what summer is about.
We laugh, and flop on the couch tired but exhilarated.
We see the goodness of our God in this land of the living.
The bone in my ring finger that broke tobogganing aches... the weather is changing.
And it's early...and this world is still waking up
But I know its an orange creamsicle kind of day.
We will not forget the wonders you have shown us.
Be all over our day.
Be all over our hearts.
Be all over us.
Amen.
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