MorningPrayer Wednesday
Dear God,
The day opened quietly like a sunflower staring at the sky, silent, waiting and solemn. The August leaves lay darkly on the branches, the clouds coast by on white wings and the sky sings a blue lullaby. You have adorned our land in majesty, but are we blind? Do we rush and crow our raucous songs and not notice that which is harmonious, beautiful and truthful? Create in us hearts that long for a spiritual birthing and souls of serenity like the sunflower. In the garden of resurrection, let us witness new birth. AMEN
The day opened quietly like a sunflower staring at the sky, silent, waiting and solemn. The August leaves lay darkly on the branches, the clouds coast by on white wings and the sky sings a blue lullaby. You have adorned our land in majesty, but are we blind? Do we rush and crow our raucous songs and not notice that which is harmonious, beautiful and truthful? Create in us hearts that long for a spiritual birthing and souls of serenity like the sunflower. In the garden of resurrection, let us witness new birth. AMEN
