this morning #1345.

this morning, after paying me no mind for quite some time, the great divine deigned to pay me another visit. i was sitting in the front seat of my truck. chillin’. i’d just finished inhaling my breakfast sandwich when i felt a saintly spirit enter my body. no warning. tingles throughout. right on down to the tips of my fingers. i let my eyes fall shut. accepted his presence as he vibrated through me. shook me awake ever so slightly. then, message delivered, he faded away, leaving me there in the mall parking lot, minutes before my shift, adrift in the belief that today, at closing time, i had to quit. it was finally time. time to make my sundays a true sabbath. a true day of rest. rest & worship. mostly rest though.