Before the Morning

I found dog toys in my bed this morning. Not because the dog had brought them to me--which wouldn't be hard to believe--but because Josh had thrown them at me from the other room. And now it's time to get ready for IBC's 9:00 service...Pretty exciting here at the Remington Ranch in Grapevine! Yesterday we harvested grapes from the vine at DeLaney vineyards and winery and toured the shops of Main Street, Grapevine. Lana, Gina and I took a short trip into town for the Central Market experience, and as usual it made me wish I was a millionaire. I did get some pear paste, Fort Worth-made Goat cheese and a bottle of merlot-cab blend. The apartment looks so nice, is organized so effectively, that I thought, geez, I need a new bottle of wine for my new house. Sitting on the dark chair with some music flowing into the room from the Dining area...

"sleep in peace when day is done, that's what I mean..."
-bw

a familiar place

one o'clock in the morning:
the cursor blinks and Buble sings me to almost-sleep.
Four months pass by me like lightning, and I sit and think of all that has transpired.
...
But for now, Gina talks via phone to my brother, trying to speak the voice of Truth and wisdom into his life...
and our new apartment in Grapevine waits for its first Guest of Visiting Season: The Watsons.

What fun these next few days will be, restoring the joy that fruitful fellowship always brings.


How long, how long must I sing this song?
-BW