I wish I dreamed of worship more often. And I wish I hadn't woken up this morning. Because it had the potential to be eternally beautiful. I guess that's some kind of glimpse of heaven...and now there's an echo of that desire to sleep forever and live in my dream of thousands of people singing out to God, all hearts personal to Him but together as one...but it won't be a dream one day.
I wish I was closer to God. I wish too much.
Really would like a hug tonight. Fluffy PJs are a mediocre substitute, but cosy all the same.