Coffee or Poetry
Even if our bodies are dressed as smooth-hued flesh
Breakfast or brunch
Complete or channeled
Doing or Daddying
Even when life and ministry often take me away
Breakfast barely done
Coffee (could I write first?)
Do I need so many cups,
Even when resting for Christmas?
Bad jokes shared at table from text:
Colon, large intestine variety; colonization -
Dear friends (Caleb Ministries) in UK sent thanks
Even as we plan to expand "Caleb Disciples" -
For Caleb was (and ARE) ones with a "different spirit."
Copyright © Anil Deo | Year Posted 2019
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