MorningPrayer Friday

Dear God,
   Who is that sitting in the chair, sipping coffee, eyes closed, listening to the cat?  Is that me looking up, a slightly distorted reflection, a memory of ancient times? Where did that vision of sand flowing over the cliff and falling into the stars come from?  Has  this new day that has never been before in linear time circled back again for the hundredth time?...my alarm clock said 5:05 all night.  I know, occasionally we are a bit disjointed and comfabulated.  Help us up, God. Get us going. We can do this. Let the day begin. 5:06.  AMEN


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