MorningPrayer Tuesday

Dear God,
      Sometimes our nerves are frayed and torn; like the teeth of a comb pulled across the blackboard. We clench our teeth and try to be patient.  Help us, God.  May we be soothed by the whisper of your presence, by the singing of the angels, by the murmur of the Holy Spirit. Help us to step away from ourselves and be still in the midst of the irritation.  May life be made smooth and stressful situations resolved. AMEN

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