MorningPrayer Thursday
Dear God,
The winds of morning light have brushed the trees into shaky shadows and risen puffs of clouds washing the sky clean. Your creation is exploding in color and form. We, each in our own way explore the new day. There are possibilities to experience and our own potential to shake loose from the doldrums of night. As creatures of your breath we find our beating heart in the promise of grace and love. In beauty, let the wind blow and creation expand. AMEN