You’re pouring your love all over me and it’s dripping off the tops and sides and bottoms and middles of trees full of splendid little busy bees about doing your purpose how can this be? That you’ve let my heart to see and experience and take in and now to sing… sing sing sing about your love to everybody anybody or the somebody that’s considered a nobody but they are special to thee and for that I thank thee that these things have been shown to me.

Keep this mercy falling down down and this grace falling down down… on the top of my scalp dripping off of my nose down around my bellybutton all the way to my pinky toe cuticle that you made and for that it is cool. Sometimes I play the fool but still your love is all around, sprouting from the ground here and there and everywhere especially on this floor that I now stand.

And how amazingly awesome is your plan that cannot be thwarted by any man no matter how big or strong or ugly or evil he be, because through you is victory. And it’s victory that I now speak of and have to let out of my skin because for too long it’s been contained therein.

Lord I praise you because you are different and efficient.
And you’ve tweaked my spirit just enough so that I can taste and see that you truly are good.

Like a fresh picked pineapple for the first time in my mouth or the warmth of your sun on the back of my not warm neck on a not warm day. I praise your named today and tomorrow and forever.