I love a morning where there's time to linger, to wake up slowly, to spend a little time with MrMan before we start the tasks associated with getting ourselves ready and out the door. On mornings like that, I like to whisper a prayer to him:
I have wakened in Thy shelter, O my God, and it becometh him that seeketh that shelter to abide within the Sanctuary of Thy protection and the Stronghold of Thy defense. Illumine my inner being, O my Lord, with the splendors of the Dayspring of Thy Revelation, even as thou didst illumine my outer being with the morning light of Thy favor.
Inevitably, it stills him. And when I've finished, he taps his fingertips together, signing, while saying, "More. More God."
Some mornings, like this morning, we even have time to look out the window, into the backyard, for Ms. Cat. This morning, she wasn't to be found. MrMan expressed his disappointment far too succinctly for my tastes, "Dawn!" He may have pronounced his 'r' like a 'w,' but it was still very clear what he was saying. And that I need to watch my mouth a little more.
Posted by Shokufeh at September 6, 2007 03:12 PMI think of this often. I love it.
Posted by: Elaine at September 24, 2007 11:46 AMI think of this often. I love it, "More God."
Posted by: Elaine at September 24, 2007 11:47 AM