God’s Pampering
By Carol Villaggio, Mercy Associate and Volunteer
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You pamper me, O God!
Awakening to the first light of day, the eastern sky was a raspberry delight.
The early morning air filled with birdsong, entering the stillness of a new day dawning.
You pamper me, O God!
Soaking in the warming of the rising sun, caressed by the gentle breeze--a hug.
The blue glassy sound rippling in anticipation, perhaps choreographing the dance of newness.
You pamper me, O God!
My soul rejoices in heightened awareness, as you continuously offer me feasting.
Drawing me into the depths of graced Love, I am humbled by the truth of my sacred song.
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