MorningPrayer Monday
Dear God,
The Maple sap is flowing, the daffodils are glowing, the wind is blowing and the seeds are for sowing. It must be Spring, a time to hurry up creation but to slow down ourselves. A time to sit and watch the grass grow and the flowers churn the soil and the bees motor the land. A time for quiet thanks and gentle humming and exuberant praise. A time to recognize bliss and center oneself in the moment. This is the time, God. Now. AMEN
The Maple sap is flowing, the daffodils are glowing, the wind is blowing and the seeds are for sowing. It must be Spring, a time to hurry up creation but to slow down ourselves. A time to sit and watch the grass grow and the flowers churn the soil and the bees motor the land. A time for quiet thanks and gentle humming and exuberant praise. A time to recognize bliss and center oneself in the moment. This is the time, God. Now. AMEN