Dew... dew only happens in the morning. Water droplets that seem to refresh everything in sight. Dew doesn't care what it is, whether it has been a good plant or not. Dew just stays. Thank you Father God, for being the dew on my soul, for loving me just the way we are. And for allowing us to start fresh again everyday, day after day. "Mercies are new every morning... great is your faithfulness."
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