while reading psalm 26 this morning:
"Lord hear my voice when I call."
Suddenly it was the other way around!
"Hear my voice when I call. Of you my heart has spoken: seek his face.
It is your face that I seek."
but it was not I speaking this but you! and for some moments I was stunned . . . .
It occurs to me again how short my memory of your presence is: seconds? perhaps a minute?
If tomorrow or even later today. I cease to think of you you of course are still there and present but I have no recollection whatever!