MorningPrayer Sunday

Holy Lord,
   The caverns of our mind echo with the alleluias of praise.  Stars expand at light speed and streaks of compassion float in the vast expanse of space.  There is no end to our thoughts and no end to your presence and love.  The dark matter of grace flows through us like oxygen in our lungs. We are saturated with created life and immersed in the nurturing dreams of eternity. We pause, we reach out a hand and touch the table of abundance and walk the land of salvation. Home. AMEN

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