MorningPrayer Friday

Dear God,
The mystery of time is sometimes frozen within the confines of our soul.
All history is compressed into crystals of frozen light and we shine white and blue in dizzy cycles of memory and romance. May we be purified and cleansed by your grace that lies upon us with the weight of the ages and the flick of a feather. For surely, your truth will not overwhelm us and in faith we will be transported into the flowing waters of the living Spirit. AMEN

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