Oh Abba,
Today has been a rough day,
I was in the back yard crying my eyes out.
You spoke:
I am teaching you something.
Drink in my love.
I am teaching you about the winepress.
I am teaching you about the pressing.
Be intoxicated with my love.
Drink in my love.
God, I do not know exactly what this means, but I will keep seeking, keep asking, keeping drinking in your love.
In the pain, behind the veil, I am learning...
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