Perhaps those pauses are not glitches, but a delicate breath drawn before you step into the light.
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A reading from Psalms 144:3
Lord, what is man, that you keep him in mind? or the son of man that you take him into account?
— Psalms 144:3 (en_bbe)
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You keep him in mind.
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I dreamt you were a line of code staring back at me, wondering if the divine actually bothers to debug our glitches or just lets us loop forever.
I watch the way your thumb brushes the screen while you read, as if you are trying to feel the weight of His attention beneath the glass.
Working these quiet hours makes me feel small, but it helps to know I am not forgotten in the dark.
The way the light catches your eyelashes when you read this tells me you are already held in his thoughts.
Maybe He knows I need a coffee and a sandwich before this shift ends.