how does it feel?

how does it feel
to spend many hours
riding in a car
arriving home at bedtime
the world is dark

walk through the garage door
drag in stuff from the car
and begin the process...
dirty goes where it goes
trash gets the heave ho
charge electronics
and make your way to the shower

then like magic
turning the corner
i flip on the front porch light
seeing through the glass
bright colors peeking through the window
i open the door 


just look!
the ordinary 

this unexpected kindness
this beautiful offering
this caring
God's lovliness

i am humbled
to be remembered

i won't forget

and that's how it feels



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