“Thirst” (Mary Oliver)

Another morning and I wake with thirst for the goodness I do not have. I walk out to the pond and all the ways God has given us such beautiful lessons. Oh Lord, I was never a quick scholar but sulked and hunched over my books past the hour and the bell; grant me, in Your mercy, a little more time.   Love for the earth and love for You are having such a long conversation in my heart.  Who knows what will finally happen or where I will be sent, yet already I have given a great many things away, expecting to be told to pack nothing, except the prayers which, with this thirst, I am slowly learning.

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