MorningPrayer Friday

Dear Lord,
   Sometimes we are weary, our breath like raged gasps of spent torn weeds, holding on in the fall.  The minutes fall like old leaves around us and our tea grows cold in the cup.  We need your spirit of warmth within us, O God.  We need your gentle burning fire, your flame of eternity to ignite our inner reserves and shake off the weariness.  We can and we will reach out a hand and grasp the hand of loved ones and feel your passion flowing through us. We are ignited and breathe again from the depths of the fire of love and grace. AMEN

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