A meditation on Psalm 119:97-104
I love your word. I like to think about it all the time. They show me wise as I obey your wisdom. The people with out your grace are blind. Your word is the stuff of my dreams. I love it. My teachers' brilliance is dull next to my love for your word. I love obeying your word. I am excited about it and I run around my elders rejoicing. My feet dance avoiding the wrong path - all so I can obey your word. I love it when you teach me. Your lessons are my double glazed honey ham! I love the understanding my dinner brings. It is so good I'll never leave your table!
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Mind over matter they say
I just love your words
My mind drinks your word
Filled with it I glow
More than the geniuses
Your words shine
Man can't contian me
When I think about your word
More and more I love your words
Savory and powerful
My feet dance around all ills
To rush to my dinner
Mmm good.
I dream about your words
My mouth waters
I love the understanding it brings
Written at Buckaroo and Straight Arrow field day, Pillager, MN
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