Slow

It was a day much like this one, my love. Rainy.  Dark. Gloomy. A Monday morning. My mind is revisiting the spaces and places. The feelings and the memories.  The emotions and the pain.  It all hurts so much.  I miss you so unbelievably much.  Thank you for the gift of this song this morning in the midst of my despairing and sorrow. My tears from love exhausted by grief dripped down my cheeks, watering my parched and weary soul.  I love you, my girl.  I love you. I love you.  I love you.

“Slow” by Audrey Assad

You've drawn so close, that it's hard to see you.

And you speak so softly, that it's hard to hear you.

And I guess that's what I get for inviting you in, because you took me at my word, and now I know.

Faith is not a fire, as much as it's a glow.

A quiet lovely burning, underneath the snow.

And it's not too much, it’s just enough to give me hope.

Cause love moves slow. 

Love moves slow.

You've grown so dear, that it's hard to miss you.

And you come so near, that it's hard to feel you.

Oh, and I guess that's how it is when I let you move, because you take me at my word.Oh, and now I knowThat faith is not a fire, as much as it's a glow.

A steady humble lamplight in the window.

And it's not too much.  It’s just enough to give me hope.

'Cause love moves slow.

Love moves slow.

I heard that faith moves mountains.

I know it moves my feet to follow you.

And maybe I'm a mountain, because it's moving me to follow you.

My faith is not a fire, as much as it's a glow.

A little burning ember in my weary soul.

And it's not too much. 

It’s just enough to give me hope, because your love moves slow.

Yeah, your love moves slow.

So I move slow, because you move slow.

Love moves slow.

Let's move slow.