Morning Prayer Saturday
Lord,
Saturday floats in on the night breeze with a whisper and a hush. Luring us forward with scents of coffee, cats pawing, chainsaws buzzing and deer grazing. Come! says the day. Come! Enter into my presence with singing and shouting, in silence and mystery. Life awaits those who immerse themselves in the oils of opportunity; not to conquer but to relate. Not to overcome but to participate within. Come! says the Almighty. Come! I am calling you, forth. AMEN