My life has seemed to speed on by like the 2D clicks of those old photo viewfinders. We adopted a lamb last week named Penelope, and as quickly as she doubled her weight, she moved along to a new home. Much joy came with her little hoof clicks and sweet bleats, and as time has elapsed so have my evaporating thoughts.
This morning time hung a little, and these verses seized me: "My heart overflows with a good theme; I address my verses to the King; My tongue is the pen of a ready writer." (Psalm 45:1).