I awoke with a song in my heart …
and it played within me, drawing me into it’s persistent, whispered message until I couldn’t help but sing along.
When this happens, I ponder how it got there. What dream world had I emerged from that morning? What parts of life were being sifted in my mind overnight?
Was the song planted, with purpose, by my Father-God?
I cannot think it to have originated from any other.
As I allowed that song to continue to play, I absorbed it’s message to me. It is a message of praise to the king, but also of confirmation of the love that is available to us from the king of kings. When I ponder (or have it play in my mind and soul, on repeat) how amazing it is to be loved by the Creator of absolutely everything … how can I keep from singing?
How can I keep from shouting Your name
I know I am loved by the King
And it makes my heart want to sing
itsawonderfilledlife 
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