MorningPrayer Wednesday

Dear God,
   The last tendrils of darkness are fleeing into the valleys and hiding in corners.  The light of your dawning brings truth, color and resolution to even the blackest of holes. Like the meadows of morning, we pray that our minds open up and that your light fills the hollows and gaps of our soul. In your presence might we know and see wisdom made pure and whole. AMEN

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