January 9th

"My soul thirsts for God, 

    for the living God.
When shall I come and behold
   the face of God?"  Psalm 42:2

in the barista

who carefully writes

down my name on the cup

and adds a simple 'live in hope.'

in the little kid

who sits behind 

put-together stand 

on a hot summer's day

and tells me the cup

of ice cold lemonade

in on the house.

in the friend who lets

their soup grow cold

while listening to the 

burning pain in my soul,

i see you face to face.

(c) 2023 Thom M. Shuman

Venmo: @Thom-Shuman