In the early morning,
before dawn breaks over the horizon,
before the blissful sounds of birdsong,
before the glistening dew fades
from the roses,
before the rush of the day begins
I find Him waiting to come
and sit with me for a while.
I invite Him into my heart,
my thoughts,
my hopes,
and my prayers and ask
for a fresh cup of infilling
of His Spirit to pour out,
overflowing to the brim,
Pouring floods into each
and every crack,
every broken piece,
every shattered hope,
every painful wound,
every grief and sorrow,
every dry and barren ground,
every part of me.
He is faithful to answer.
Immersed in His love,
His presence,
and His mercies
that are new each morning
I am sustained,
refreshed,
renewed
and strengthened
to face any challenge
that may come
throughout my day.
He covers me in His grace
And draws me nearer
to where He dwells
and I am always welcome.
.
.
.
In His Love,
Tina ~
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TINA UNSELL SEAMON 
Your words remind me of an old hymn that was a favorite of my parents to sing as a duet. It is called “In The Garden”. Thank you for your beautiful poem and for connecting me (unwittingly) to a lovely memory. Blessings, Tabitha.
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Awe…I am so delighted that this blessed you. Thank you so much for your kind words and encouragement. My heart thanks you! Love, Tina
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