Even before a word is on my tongue,
O Lord, you know it completely.
Little Girl, wake now
and listen.
I have Good News to give
you, to calm your restless mind,
to ease your aching heart
and mend your torn spirit.
God knows.
He knows your prayers
before you speak them.
He knows your prayers
before you can even open
your mouth to breathe them.
He knows your every hope,
your every wish.
He knows all your dreams
before you can even dream them.
And so, He cups your face
in His weathered hands.
He looks you in the eyes
and slowly blinks.
He takes a deep, rich breath,
holds it and then gives
back His spirit—
and oh, how the breath of God
smells like cinnamon and pine
and all things Christmas—
and then He says simply,
I know.
Amen.
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