MorningPrayer Friday
Lord,
Sometimes we are so weary we can hardly hold your name in our mind. Our thoughts melt like hot butter and our actions are tangled in thickets of thorns. Place us in the palm of your hand under the desert sky. Let the sun rise in the dry calm air and hold us in a sacred embrace. Remind us that we are born of you and give us wisdom and courage. Breathe into us the spirit breath of the ancient stars and whisper us your name of holiness. You are life-giver, O Lord and God. AMEN