MorningPrayer Thursday

Dear God,
    The frozen sun has dragged the morning into afternoon.  The shadows are heavy on the ground but crisp and fresh is the air.  In the warmth of our caves we sniff the baking bread and watch the fires glow in the stove. If the serenity in the home could slide like shadows across the ground and coast in the crisp air, then surely, peace would be on earth and humanity would tremble in the joy of life, love and a God of wonder and grace.  And then, free from greed and hate filled ideology we could be one. We pray that it might be so. AMEN

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