MorningPrayer Sunday

Dear God,
    Angels have brushed the sky this morning with flowing tendrils of pink paint.  Beauty flows like a river and the song of creation washes the earth and sky clean and bright.  We pause in the rush of our lives.  We are still in the presence of the Holy, breathing in the possibilities and remembering the angels like a dream in the fog.  May our spirit be in harmony with your love, and in the unfolding grace of the day might we be serene in heart and soul. AMEN

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