MorningPrayer Tuesday

Dear God,
     Sometimes the day gets away from us, whisked away on a north wind and scattered in flickering snowflakes. We stretch ourselves, trying to hold on, and still slip and slide across the drive.  We breathe deeply and center ourselves in quiet reflection and thoughts twist and turn in our mind like race cars flying by. And then, a bit of sunlight falls into the palm of our hand, like a prayer blown on the southern breeze and we turn and smile into the light and feel your touch. AMEN

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