day one hundred.thirty

i woke up early to meet you this morning. caught a glimpse of your glory. i woke up so numb. sitting in our backyard at 5:30 am the cold wind didn't even bother me. i thought for a minute things were...ok.

"as long as the rivers flow, as long as the wind blows,
my heart belongs to You
as long as the seasons change, as long as the farmer needs the rain,
my heart belongs to You
Lord, i know i don't deserve the grace You give
so i will give my heart to You that i might live
You are my God, early in the morning will i rise to meet You, rise to meet You"
-matt stanfield