MorningPrayer Thursday


Dear God,
How quickly time passes.
The floral splendor of our youth withers
And we are but silken fibers of our former glory.

But, in our beauty lies new truth
And delicate understanding of the essence of life.

Your Word, O God, lasts forever
And we continue to grace meadows and hillsides in fresh elegance and wisdom.

Come Holy Spirit come,
Like the wind, breathe on us.
AMEN

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