I was slapped awake by God yesterday.
He wanted to tell me I was missing the boat on Kris.
“But I just got used to being off a boat,” I whined.
This morning my heart burst out of my chest and shouted up at me,
“You really ought to listen to God, y’know; I’m dyin’ down here!”
Today the world and everything in it seemed to whisper an immensely valuable secret.