i drove home yesterday, just my little girlie and i...
she fell asleep in her carseat,
and i had a chance to listen
i put on some psalms
and quietly drove through the traffic
with tears in my eyes.
so wonderful to have those few minutes-
about half an hour-
just to worship.
just to let it all out.
my soul felt cleansed and washed.
tears are a language
"he washed my eyes with tears
that i might see..."