MorningPrayer Friday
Dear God,
The morning is still, just a heartbeat away from stopping. The sky and the trees have made an agreement not to move and the birds are sleeping the dawn away. We slide into the stillness, like icing on a cake, not ruffling the moment. Then, there is a whisper, a murmur in the hush of the silence and God floats in like an unseen mist. God breathes, we smile and the birds sing and the baby laughs. AMEN