MorningPrayer Thursday

Dear God,
   Quietly, without fanfare the sun rose. No dogs, no roosters, no red,  just a gentle hushing of the darkness and then, discernment. Sometimes, if we are very still and our pulse is slow then we know simple things, serene things, obvious things. In that time of whispering and silence, you nudge us into truth and understanding. Help us to be in the center of ourselves where you speak and we know. Jesus knew. AMEN

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